I really loved Adventure but I wanted to go through space so once once I'm done adding fantasy stuff I will make a giant update that would just be map that space stuff new races for outer space spells I do have to do that somewhere in like a month or two but I might have to take a small Hiatus for a little bit
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| Created | 21 days ago |
| Last Updated | 8 days ago |
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| Type | Infernal Metropolis |
Minauros, the Sinking City, dominates its layer as Mammon's seat. It's a vast, perpetually sinking metropolis, requiring endless repairs to combat the swampy terrain. This ceaseless struggle defines its existence. As the economic hub of the Nine Hells, Minauros is a hive of activity, processing and minting new souls. Its streets teem with devils engaged in trade and bureaucratic tasks, reflecting Mammon's obsession with wealth. The architecture is a mix of decaying grandeur and hasty reinforcement, a testament to the city's constant battle against the encroaching mire. The air is thick with the stench of sulfur, decay, and the metallic tang of freshly minted soul coins. Despite its precarious position, Minauros thrives, a testament to the archdevil's relentless pursuit of profit. It's a place of relentless industry, where the value of a soul is measured in coin, and the city's sinking fate is a constant, grim reminder of Mammon's avarice.
Cracked towers lean at impossible angles over churning black muck, their golden façades stained with slime. Chains moor buildings to sinking pylons, while devils dart across rope bridges and shuddering walkways. Iron braziers burn with sickly green light, casting flickering shadows across soul-minting forges and flooded plazas. Beneath storm-filled skies, a gilded ziggurat crowns the mire, barely above the sludge that hungrily laps at its base.