Dark Fantasy
A dying world where power is cruel and survival is grim.
Author's Note: 95% Finished
●162 - POI●
●50 - Areas●
●51 - Monsters●
●61 - Playable Characters●
●9 - Factions●
Evilar is a world drowning in the echoes of ruin, where empires crumble and the gods remain silent. Its skies are perpetually bruised, heavy with storms that never bring relief, while its landscapes are scarred by war, decay, and the slow rot of civilizations long past. Power is fleeting, held by those ruthless enough to seize it, and hope is a fragile ember flickering against the abyss. In the depths of its sulfur-choked wastelands, crystal caverns, and mountain strongholds, the remnants of the world claw for survival—some with steel, others with sorcery, and many with nothing but sheer, bitter will.
| Played | 44 times |
| Cloned | 1 times |
| Created | 25 days ago |
| Last Updated | Yesterday |
| Visibility | Public |
Ember Vault
Point of Interest
Details
| Coordinates | (484, -168) |
Description
The Ember Vaults lie buried beneath layers of hardened lava and scorched ruins, remnants of a civilization that sought to tame the fire but perished in its embrace. Their entrance—half-collapsed and jagged—breathes waves of heat, casting shifting mirages that obscure the horrors within. Inside, the walls pulse with residual embers, veins of molten rock illuminating the labyrinthine corridors in a dim, flickering glow. The air is thick with the scent of sulfur and ancient ash. Forgotten mechanisms of brass and obsidian line the halls, their designs twisted by heat and time, once meant to harness volcanic energy but now silent relics of hubris.