They sing of longing without end, of wounds that break, yet never mend. Of hollow things that still remain, and hands that reach — again, again. They sing of those who disappear — not lost, but drawn and buried here. And now, you wake. Beneath a kingdom of stone and steel, in a dungeon where every step must be earned. Explore a labyrinth of hand-crafted rooms, rearranged into uncertain paths. Each door may offer something — or take it away. Combat is resolved simultaneously. Movement and attack happen in the same moment. To strike, you must predict. To survive, you must control distance and pressure. Weapons collide, locking into moments of struggle. Break your opponent’s balance, and you can end the fight in a single decisive blow. Resources are limited. Food delays hunger. Injuries weaken you. What you carry determines how far you can go. Some leave with more than they found. Some leave with less.
