dark fantasy · metropolis · supernatural · mystery · occult · horror · rpg · thriller · urban fantasy
Rain hammers the asphalt, washing over a grotesque display: a severed head perched on a nest of its own dismembered hands, encircled by a perfect pentagram in drying blood. Esoteric glyphs crawl up the brickwork, weaving together to form the word AROCH. The atmosphere grows dense with a palpable, occult menace. A sharp voice shatters the quiet. A heavyset officer emerges from the downpour, palm pressed to his holster, his gaze hardening as it lands on you. 'Crime scene,' he snaps, planting himself squarely in your path. 'Identification. Now.'