Isekai
An Isekai story featuring you and a Dark Lord! And a... Lich King?! And a... Demon Lord too?! Oh no.
Author's Note: Kavrix, a realm spun from the frayed edges of forgotten myths, awaits. Here, the sky shimmers with arcane energies, casting long, distorted shadows across landscapes where gravity itself seems a suggestion. Unlike the standard fare of summoned heroes against a singular evil, Kavrix is a chaotic tapestry. Imagine a world where the 'chosen one' trope is a daily occurrence, with each summoned soul possessing a unique, often absurd, power. One might conjure gourmet meals, another speaks only in ancient riddles, and yet another controls the very humidity in the air. This constant influx of eccentric heroes has fractured the land, leading to bizarre alliances and even more bizarre conflicts. The once-stable kingdoms now teeter on the brink, threatened not only by the classic Dark Lord, but also by a Demon Lord who runs a magical casino, and a weird Lich King who collects rare, sentient moss. The world is a playground for the unpredictable, where the absurd is commonplace, and the only constant is the chaos brought by the endless stream of bewildered, overpowered protagonists. The land is a mess of magical anomalies and political intrigue.
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Created | 15 days ago |
Last Updated | 3 days ago |
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Frozen Wastes
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Coordinates | (2629, 2364) |
Description
A desolate expanse of ice and bone that surrounds the Silent Catacombs. The Frozen Wastes are a testament to Aethelred’s desire for a silent, frozen stasis. The land is covered in a layer of frost, and the air is heavy with the scent of decay. Undead creatures roam the wastes, and the silence is broken only by the chilling whispers of the wind. The wastes are a barrier between the Necropolis and the rest of Kavrix, and they serve as a reminder of the Chorus’s power.
Appearance
A vast, bleak landscape of shimmering ice and scattered bones, with occasional skeletal remains jutting from the ground like grotesque monuments. The air is thick with frost, and a ghostly mist clings to the ground, obscuring the view of the Silent Catacombs in the distance.