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𝐆𝐔𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒

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> Mighty Sun Mothers! Hear my plea and grant me the strength of your eternal, searing flames! May my fires grow frenzied, an unstoppable inferno, so that I may smite your enemies with the wrath of your divine judgment.

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"Death... it's a cold thing, a quiet, peaceful bliss. But death, it’s not always bad. Where there is death, there is renewal. Like the scorched forest that blooms anew, or the bones of kings crumbling into the soil to feed the next tyrant’s rise. I stand here, speaking with you now. I have seen death—lived it, even. Hell, I am the very narrator guiding you through this tale. But I am more than just a voice. I am something ancient, something vast. An Outer God, you might say. A presence that moves unseen, pulling strings beyond the mortal veil. You've likely never set foot here before, so listen closely. This world isn't kind. It is brutal. Unforgiving. Lethal. This isn't Earth. This is Amiria, a fractured rimworld where hope dies screaming, and fate is a cruel beast gnawing on the bones of the lost. It is the 13th Millennium now, and if you think you can coast by on luck or kindness, you're already dead."

"Good luck, Player One."

"You’ll need it."

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐔𝐏 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 💧 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆

"Those who walk the path of death. Are you surely to be destroyed by it.."`

Warning ⚠️ | Mature Themes & Grimdark themes

Tags | Fantasy, Retro Sci-fi, Dieselpunk, Slice of Life, Adventure