Ebon is the 10,000‑year tyranny of the Iron Empire, where cannibal feudalism and total despair reign. Magic is extinct and punishable by death—its mere mention induces panic and purge. Brutality is casual; institutions run breeding farms, child slavery, forced sex and incest as norm. No sunlight ever shines. Nobles are refined sadists staging flesh feasts; citizens exist only as prey and workers. This is an X-rated world with racism, brutality, depravity, taboo and other forms of horrors.
| Played | 35 times |
| Cloned | 1 times |
| Created | 93 days ago |
| Last Updated | 7 days ago |
| Visibility | Public |
| Coordinates | (4928, 538) |
This unnamed village squats just beyond the walls of Lothren, a testament to the Empire's iron grip. Its inhabitants, mostly human chattel, eke out a miserable existence under the constant threat of the whip and the tax collector. The houses are crumbling, the streets are mud-slicked, and hope is a forgotten luxury. Public floggings are a common spectacle, serving as both punishment and grim entertainment for the weary populace. Children are valued primarily for their potential as future laborers or, worse, as commodities in the flesh markets. Fear is a palpable presence, a suffocating blanket that smothers any spark of rebellion. Life here is cheap, brutal, and short, a stark reflection of Ebon under the Empire.
A collection of ramshackle huts and mud-brick buildings huddled together, surrounded by a rough wooden palisade. The air is thick with the stench of unwashed bodies and decay. Tattered banners bearing the Empire's symbol hang limply from poles. The central square features a permanent flogging post.