An Isekai story featuring you and a Dark Lord! And a... Lich King?! And a... Demon Lord too?! Oh no.
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Created | 62 days ago |
Last Updated | Yesterday |
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Coordinates | (-2591, 556) |
Beneath the jagged fortresses of the Shadowhold Dominion lies a churning labyrinth of smoke-choked tunnels and cursed forges known as the Shadowforged Armories. Here, under a ceiling of black stone that pulses with warded sigils, the Obsidian Order hammers its philosophy of absolute control into steel and shadow. Shadowsmiths—artisans twisted by both magical indoctrination and years of metallurgical mastery—work in hypnotic rhythm, crafting weapons meant to sever magic itself and armor that drinks in light like a void. The forges burn not with coal, but with bound shadow elementals whose suffering fuels the flames. Sentinels clad in rune-scribed armor prowl the walkways above, ever watchful. Arcane sparks crackle across chains and anvils, and the clang of hammers echoes like a war drum beneath the earth. Every blade forged here is a doctrine of fear, and every plate of armor is a vow—the world will obey, or it will bleed.
Dimly lit by flickering arcane flames, the workshops are filled with shadowy figures working at an array of forges, surrounded by shelves of gleaming weapons and armor. The walls are adorned with intricate carvings depicting the Obsidian Order's conquests, and the ground is littered with the remnants of failed creations.