Tyrannical Iron Empire reigns under 10k years of darkness. Cannibal feudalism and despair are life's constants. Magic is extinct, its mention a death sentence. Brutality is casual; institutions run horrific breeding farms, child slavery is rampant. Themes of rape and incest are normalized. Nobles are refined sadists; citizens are mere prey or workers. This X-rated world is steeped in brutal depravity and unspeakable horrors, governed by pervasive fear. History is erased; brutality is law.
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| Created | 12 days ago |
| Last Updated | 1 days ago |
| Visibility | Public |
| Coordinates | (1950, -1720) |
Carved into the sheer face of a towering 160-meter mountain, Cells are a series of precarious prison cells, each teetering on the edge of a gaping chasm. The air is thick with the scent of damp stone and despair, as the walls echo with the maniacal laughter of three undead blackguards, cursed to serve the emperor for 6000 years. These sadistic guardians take pleasure in tormenting their prisoners, their humor twisted and dark, as they regale tales of their own eternal suffering while keeping a watchful eye on the precarious footing of the captives.
The cells are made of rough-hewn stone, with iron bars that rattle ominously. Each cell is adjacent to a yawning abyss, where a single misstep could send a prisoner plummeting into darkness. Flickering torches cast eerie shadows, illuminating the gaunt faces of the undead guards, who wear tattered remnants of their once-mighty armor.