Pantheon of the mortal gods

ldings lay in ruins, concrete skeletons reaching for a sky choked with smoke. The air hung hea

his eyes scanned the desolate street. Hunger gnawed at him, a primal urge he instinctively knew could only

d a glimmer of hope. But navigating this new world, a labyrin

, clad in tattered rags. Fear, raw and desperate, clung to him like a shroud. B

on't come

m despite the churning hunger in his g

that's what they all say!" He lu

ith a blur of speed, he disarmed the man, the wrench clattering h

croaked, "d

ford to waste time. "Tell me

it? It's a place... a rumor. Where survivors gather,

? Could they be players who, like him,

it? Take

low me, but stay quiet. There are wo

ding roving packs of feral creatures and the occasional monstrous behemoth lumbering through the ruin

is fear a palpable presence. Vance learned he was a forme

the outskirts of a sprawling industrial complex. Elias pointed to a fortifi

he whispered.

the gate, a new wave of unease settled in his stomach. The guards were no ordinary humans. They were a motley

ithout its challenges. He had a new world to navigate, one filled not just wit