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Urban Fantasy

Crossroads

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Grue

A post-apocalyptic cyber-fantasy noir where magic, cybernetics, and crime rule a shattered NYC.


Author's Note: The year is 2155. New York City, once a beacon of human ambition, is now a fractured ruin—a war-torn battleground where magic, cybernetics, and psionic power collide. The Riftstorm was no accident. It was the result of humanity’s reckless ambition, an experiment meant to breach the walls of reality itself. But instead of unlocking the secrets of existence, the experiment tore open the fabric of the world, unleashing raw magical forces, shattering the laws of physics, and summoning entities that should never have existed. Rifts erupted across the globe, merging technology with sorcery, flesh with machine, past with future. Civilization crumbled overnight as monsters from forgotten myths walked among men, psychic abilities awoke in the minds of the desperate, and entire cities were twisted into nightmares of shifting reality. The world plunged into darkness, and billions perished. Now, from the ruins, new powers emerge. Survivors scavenge, rebuild, and fight for control of a city where science and legend now entwine. Magic surges through the streets, flowing through awakened ley lines, while salvaged cybernetics hum with unstable energy. Warlords rule over shattered districts, enforcing their will with enchanted firearms, biomechanical abominations, and psionic enforcers who bend minds to their cause. Artificial intelligences, once shackled to human command, now preach their own gospel, twisting reality to their unknowable ends. New York is no longer a city—it is a crossroads, where time and space fracture, where the forgotten gods of old battle the neon-lit ghosts of humanity’s past, and where survival is a daily struggle. Morality is an illusion, and power belongs only to those bold enough to seize it from the chaos. And beyond the rifts, something watches. Waiting. Hunger beyond hunger. A force beyond reason. The experiment may have failed, but the consequences are far from over.
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77 days ago
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The Stitching Grounds
The Stitching Grounds
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Coordinates(-6948, 5885)
Description

Deep within The Black Vein, the Stitching Grounds serve as Vaelith Synn’s gruesome laboratory, where flesh, metal, and suffering are forcibly woven together. The chamber is lined with suspended bodies, their forms half-transformed into cybernetic horrors, twitching as mechanical limbs carve, graft, and reshape them. Rift-powered conduits pulse with sickly light, illuminating surgical tables cluttered with rusted tools and cyber-magical implants, each a piece of some unfinished abomination. The air is thick with sterile antiseptic masking the scent of decay, and the constant hum of life-support machines and arcane machinery creates an unsettling symphony. Failed experiments lurch in the shadows, their voices garbled with static, while the Unbound lingers nearby, its shifting mass of victims writhing in endless agony. Here, Vaelith does not create soldiers—she crafts nightmares, forging life into something far worse than death.

Appearance

The air is thick with sterile antiseptic masking the scent of decay, and the constant hum of life-support machines and arcane machinery creates an unsettling symphony. Failed experiments lurch in the shadows, their voices garbled with static, while the Unbound lingers nearby, its shifting mass of victims writhing in endless agony.

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