The city is alive, always shifting its streets and alleyways, no path leads to where it did the day before, a death trap. 7 people wake up here, with no memory, and only one goal, to get out of this hell of a city, however, that proves to be an exceptionally difficult task. There are twisted monsters that reside inside the ever-shifting paths and walls of buildings, the remnants of what used to be humanity, trapped inside what was supposed to be their sanctuary. A single tower rests in the center of Labyrinth, a beacon to the rest of the city, manned by what people are left, known only as The Runners.

This plot is a WIP but I am striving for something similar, though before I start making more on it, I wanted to see if anyone was interested.

The general genre of the world is a horror post-apocalyptic fantasy with a bit of a steampunk flair, more lore about it is on the way!

7 people maximum, I don't think I can handle any more than that.

Feel free to post here if you are interested!

Once, the world was a mesmerizing realm, adorned with lush, vibrant green fields and verdant forests that stretched as far as the eye could see. This idyllic vision was, however, transformed into an eerie tableau of desolation, where all the natural beauty had been stripped away, leaving nothing but an ashen, lifeless landscape. This tragic metamorphosis was the consequence of humanity's relentless pursuit of the unknown, a pursuit that ultimately led to its own undoing.

The catalyst for this dramatic shift was the remarkable discovery of Ether, a mystical substance that emanated from enigmatic vents scattered across the land. Ether was more than just a scientific breakthrough; it was akin to unearthing a wellspring of pure magic. The advent of Ether heralded an era of technological advancement hitherto deemed inconceivable. Yet, with progress came peril, as humanity's insatiable hunger for power and knowledge led to the reckless exploitation of this newfound wonder.

The cycle of Ether harvesting continued unabated, as the sources of this mystical essence began to wither, driven to the brink of depletion by relentless extraction. Human greed, forever unquenchable, spurred on by corporate interests, drove these entities to embark on perilous experiments aimed at creating artificial Ether. This reckless endeavor would prove catastrophic, unleashing the malevolent force known as Black Ether—a monstrous offspring of human ambition gone awry.

Black Ether, once unleashed, became a relentless scourge, giving rise to a sinister plague that ravaged all in its path. This affliction, aptly named "Black Ether," not only infected the physical bodies of those unfortunate enough to encounter it but also corrupted the very earth itself. The once-thriving landscapes and cities fell victim to its malevolence, morphing into nightmarish wastelands of despair.

As the world crumbled around them, humanity found itself on the precipice of annihilation. Panic swept through the remnants of civilization as they grappled with the enormity of the catastrophe they had wrought. In their desperation, they sought refuge from their own creation, and a colossal, labyrinthine cityscape began to take shape.

This sprawling metropolis, built over the last known Ether vent, became a sanctuary and a testament to both humanity's resilience and its folly. The entire city's survival hinged on the precarious balance maintained by the dwindling supply of Ether that powered its infrastructure—a cruel irony that underscored the cost of their relentless ambition.

For decades, a fragile semblance of peace endured within the confines of the labyrinthine city. Yet, this respite proved fleeting, for the insidious Black Ether had not forgotten its insatiable hunger. It infiltrated the human populace, driving them to madness and grotesque transformations that defied imagination. These afflicted beings, known as the Teras, became harbingers of terror, relentlessly stalking the ever-shifting streets of the city now dubbed "Labyrinth."

Amidst this chaos and devastation, a resilient few emerged—survivors who refused to succumb to the horrors of Black Ether. They were the Runners, constantly on the move, navigating the treacherous terrain of Labyrinth in a desperate bid for survival. Their existence was a testament to human endurance and the unyielding will to live.

In this bleak and twisted world, there existed a single sanctuary—a towering edifice at the heart of Labyrinth, affectionately known as Archon. Here, the remnants of humanity clung to the last flicker of hope, their final refuge against the encroaching darkness, and the one place they deemed safe.

I'm keen on learning more about this.

@Wayward Good to potentially have you! Feel free to PM me if you have any questions about Labrynth.

@Wayward Good to potentially have you! Feel free to PM me if you have any questions about Labrynth.

What is the nature of the Runners? Are they physically different from other people?

What is the nature of the Runners? Are they physically different from other people?

So, the Runners are technically human, what sets them apart is the Soul Gears that mysteriously surfaced when the Teras did. My main plan for this is that all the Runners were previously a Teras before coming into contact with a Soul Gear, which forced a reverse transformation back to a human-ish form. All Runners have some sort of odd feature that they had as a Teras, that wasn't fully cleansed but isint really a problem, so they have a weird quirk or whatever that no normal human has. For example, a Runner might have an animal tail, or maybe a portion of their skin is replaced by scales or an amorphous substance, whatever the player can come up with that isint blatantly interfering with the Runner's performance or sanity could be implemented. At least, as long as it's not interfering to the point where it's pointless to play that character.

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So, the Runners are technically human, what sets them apart is the Soul Gears that mysteriously surfaced when the Teras did. My main plan for this is that all the Runners were previously a Teras before coming into contact with a Soul Gear, which forced a reverse transformation back to a human-ish form. All Runners have some sort of odd feature that they had as a Teras, that wasn't fully cleansed but isint really a problem, so they have a weird quirk or whatever that no normal human has. For example, a Runner might have an animal tail, or maybe a portion of their skin is replaced by scales or an amorphous substance, whatever the player can come up with that isint blatantly interfering with the Runner's performance or sanity could be implemented. At least, as long as it's not interfering to the point where it's pointless to play that character.

So generally, would these Quirks tend to benefit the runners in some way?

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So generally, would these Quirks tend to benefit the runners in some way?

Benefit, hinder, maybe even both. Its all up to the player.

I would like to know more I think

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