Shot Craft
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Beneath the fractured skies of Aetheron, arcane storms crackle with the dying breath of fallen gods. Cities of floating stone crumble into the abyss as ancient seals shatter—each collapse echoing the hubris of mortals who dared harness primordial forces. Yet in the shadows, whispers stir of the Eclipse Blade, a weapon forged from the core of a dead star, said to sever the threads of fate itself. Mercenaries and mystics alike scour the Wound—a bleeding canyon where reality thins—to find the Shardborn, half-human vessels carrying celestial fragments in their bones. Their blood holds the key to awakening the Blade... and to controlling the Collapse devouring the realms. Every choice ripples across twin worlds: sacrifice a Shardborn to delay annihilation, or risk unleashing their latent power to rewrite the laws of existence. The ground trembles with approaching footsteps—not of armies, but of the Hollowed Monarch, its crown a swirling singularity that consumes memories instead of kingdoms. Dawn brings no solace here; the sun now bleeds crimson light across ashen wastes where hope curdles into desperate fury. Survive. Adapt. Ascend. Or become another scream swallowed by the storm.
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Take them all out—no survivors. Dump their bodies into the river and watch the currents carry the evidence. Survive. Dominate. That’s how victory’s claimed here.
