Dystopian
2206, Earth. The Air is no longer breathable for normal humans. Wars for simple resources are everlasting. The world Crumbled. There's no live; there's survival. Until They decided to end this. A great tournament over dominion and survival. Nation against Nation. Are you making part of it? Either as a Hero or a common folk behind scenes?
| Played | 6 times |
| Cloned | 0 times |
| Created | 19 days ago |
| Last Updated | 9 days ago |
| Visibility | Public |
Description
The Ability to form and manifest tiny, minuscule obsidian Sharp Blades in the air, having the size of water dropplets, they form a subtle, dangerous mist that causes damage in inhalation of your foes. (Hidden Information: your core Stands in your lacrimal glands (eyes), exposed when using your Singular resonance.)
Spell Details
| Level | 0 |
| Range | N/A |