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 | (-6318, 3876) |
Concealed chambers with no official existence trap specialized workers in spaces that can't be found or escaped. Soundproofed walls create crushing isolation and sensory deprivation. Workers are secretly moved to perform discrete tasks throughout town before being returned to nonexistent quarters. No contact with other prisoners makes them question reality. The psychological torture of existing in places that don't officially exist breaks down hope completely. Guards appear unpredictably through secret passages, maintaining constant anxiety about when work assignments might come.
Dimly lit, claustrophobic cells with thick, soundproof walls and hidden passages for guards. The chambers are stark, with minimal furnishings and no windows, creating an oppressive atmosphere of isolation.