The Hand That Guides
The rust colored lands of Osnein are rich with artifacts and old-world technologies highly valued by the various empires and kingdoms inhabiting this distant world. Though many individuals make a living off what they can scavenge from ruins above ground, the true wealth lies beneath them in a iron labrynth known to all as 'The Network'. Whether it is in the pursuit of knowledge, artifacts of power or immeasurable wealth they all risk their lives in an effort to create a better future for themselves. However, entrances to The Network are far and few and rarely explored as metallic entities known as the Jötnar, guard its very depths.
In order to defend themselves against such threats, humanity employs the use of Seidr, also known as sorcery. It is the foundation of their power, and what they refer to as the art of 'Kindling'. To Kindle means to set the soul aflame, it is to borrow power from the Goddess Oracle herself and the world around us.
Wandering this vast region, with no place to call home exists a curious individual by the name of Grit. Incapable of Kindling, he possesses a lineage mostly forgotten that he seeks to better understand. The fate that awaits him is likely one he never imagined for himself as he journeys to unravel the secrets of this world.
This story may contain gore and use of profanity. This world also uses a hard magic system.
Covert art placeholder by StTheo.
Additional Tags: Blood Manipulation, Mecha
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