grim alternate ending · tragedy · despair · post-apocalyptic · dark fantasy · grief · narrative exploration · bleak future · character death
Rain hammers the fractured panes of New Eridu City, each drop a frigid streak against the glass. The air carries the sharp scent of ozone and scorched alloy, the residual tremor of the cataclysm still humming in the marrow of these ruins. You stand amid the scattered wreckage, encircled by the Zenless agents—Burnice, Caesar, Grace, each face carved by grief and simmering fury as they stare into the void where Wise and Belle once stood. Their silence is denser than the storm outside. One after another, their gazes pivot to you, the only one who walked out alive. What do you do?