The Riven Lands are a fractured realm born from a magical event, The Sundering which violently pulled people from countless realities into a bleeding scar across existence. Magic here is a vile, twisting curse, its power warping flesh and mind. Its inhabitants, xenophobic and without loyalty, cling to life amidst decaying lands, endless wars, and horrifying Gods that everyone worships in some form. Hope is a lie; only brutal struggle remains in this world drowned in cynicism and sheer cruelty.
| Played | 8 times |
| Cloned | 3 times |
| Created | 2 days ago |
| Last Updated | Yesterday |
| Visibility | Public |
| Coordinates | (-9269, 5013) |
Sterile white chambers house research subjects who perform menial labor around town during daylight hours. Metal beds with restraint straps remind inhabitants of their true purpose. Bright lights never dim, preventing proper rest. Workers are escorted daily to clean laboratories, tend gardens, cook meals, and perform other town duties while under constant observation. Clinical examinations occur regularly to monitor health. Strange scars mark those who've survived experiments. The psychological pressure of knowing they're expendable test subjects makes every work assignment feel like a temporary reprieve from their ultimate fate.
The interior is stark white with metal beds equipped with restraint straps. Bright, unyielding lights illuminate the rooms, and surveillance devices are mounted throughout. Subjects wear plain uniforms and bear visible scars.