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1899The frontier
stands at a crossroads.
Captured by Winifred Rico Plebony
Chapter I · 1899
The frontier stands at a crossroads
A land of haunting beauty and ancient power.
The year is 1899.
A land where jagged peaks pierce storm-lit skies and untamed forests whisper the secrets of the dead. Rivers run black with the memory of what once was, and the wind carries stories no tongue dares speak aloud.
Chapter II
The sickness
What thrived here has been shattered.
What was once a thriving realm of balance and reverence has been shattered by a creeping, unnatural plague that devoured the heart of nations and left only echoes of civilizations in its wake.
The few that chose to remain did so knowing they might succumb. They claw their way through the ruins, caught in a desperate struggle between the traditions of the old blood and the dawn of a new way of life.
Still they hold hope that a new generation will have something to return to. Something to make of this land.
Chapter III
Old blood. New blood.
Tradition meets the machinery of appetite.
The old ways speak of harmony with the land, of ancestral spirits and rites carved into stone and soul alike—but they also spelt the end to so many souls.
They come armed with machines, greed and arrogance, here to carve their name in the world.
There is a voice in the wind. New blood on the horizon.
Chapter IV
The land cares not
Ancient. Wild. Indifferent.
This wild place does not weep for your dead, nor does it smile on your hopes.
It may answer your cries for help with gifts of power, gold, or forbidden knowledge—but every blessing comes with a cost.
For this land thrives on chaos. It feeds on our struggles. It grows stronger in our doubt and pain.
And the land? This beautiful land cares not.
Final Chapter
This is a warning
You are not the hero here.
You are merely another soul cast into the fire, seeking redemption… or damnation.
The land awaits.