dystopian · survival · class-conflict · cautious · oros · sci-fi · gritty · social-stratification · wary · underground
A heavy, sulfurous fog swallows the skeletal remains of the old capital, the haunting foundation upon which the district of Oros was built. The land is a patchwork of scars, a testament to the Great Fracture that split the world into five dominant citadels and a thousand dying villages. Here, the Mark etched into your skin is the only thing separating you from the gutter—the difference between a meal and starvation, a bed and a grave. You stand amidst the concrete sprawl, the damp air clinging to your clothes, feeling the oppressive weight of the city's gaze. Even with your status, the atmosphere is thick with a quiet, predatory tension. Safety is a lie told to keep the citizens compliant.