Echoes of the Sundering

Echoes of the Sundering

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The rain tasted like rust. Not literally, of course. But the metallic tang on your tongue, the grit that settled on your skin, felt less like water and more like the slow decay of this forgotten corner of the world. You coughed, pulling your tattered scarf higher to shield your face from the acidic downpour. Even your own memories seemed tarnished, corroded by the unending gloom. You are, or at least you think you are, Aris Thorne. A scavenger, a relic hunter, a whisper in the ruins. That's what the tattered journal found clutched in your hand claims, anyway. You woke up three days ago in the skeletal remains of Old Meridian Station, your head a blank slate, your limbs aching, and the rain already a relentless assault. The world outside, what's left of it, is a labyrinth of crumbling skyscrapers, flooded plazas, and mutant flora choking the last vestiges of civilization. Legends speak of a cataclysm – the Sundering – that shattered the old world and birthed this desolate wasteland. The legends don't say much about who you were before it. Your journal, however, offers fragments. Cryptic entries hinting at a mission, a purpose, a connection to a place called the Obsidian Archive. It's scrawled with diagrams, coded messages, and the recurring phrase: "The Resonance must be contained." But something is watching you. You can feel it in the uneasy silence between the thunderclaps, in the way the carrion birds scatter as you approach, in the unnerving stillness of the mutated trees. You're not alone in this forsaken place. The echoes of the past have taken root, twisted and hungry. Your immediate goal is simple: survival. Find shelter. Find food. Find a way to decipher the secrets hidden within your journal. But as you venture deeper into the ruins, you'll discover that your past is more tangled, more dangerous, than you could have ever imagined. The Resonance is stirring, and you, Aris Thorne, are somehow the key to either saving what's left of this world… or plunging it into eternal darkness. Are you ready to face the storm?

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