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.
| Played | 8 times |
| Cloned | 0 times |
| Created | 12 days ago |
| Last Updated | 1 days ago |
| Visibility | Public |
| Coordinates | (5173, 761) |
Hall is a grand structure made entirely of bioluminescent mushrooms, casting an eerie glow over the paperwork-laden desks. Inside, grotesque male clerks, with their deformed features, scramble to keep up with the incessantly walking mushroom paper that seems to have a mind of its own. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and decay, while the walls echo with the unintelligible chatter of the inhabitants, their made-up language a cacophony of grunts and squeaks. Beautiful women glide through the hall, their movements fluid and mesmerizing, using their swaying forms to communicate in a dance-like manner. The mushrooms lining the hall, with their Harvard-like intellect, offer cryptic advice that rarely answers the questions posed to them. The atmosphere is a blend of grotesque and enchanting, a reflection of the city itself, where beauty and horror coexist in a twisted harmony.
A large, bioluminescent mushroom structure with desks made of mushroom caps, filled with walking paperwork and the sounds of strange communication.