The Rivening

The Rivening

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Thousands of years ago, the RIVENING split life on earth in two - Earthside, the reality we know, and Dahria, a hidden realm where humankind evolved in a more peaceful and humane fashion. Now Dahria's existence is about to be discovered, exposed, and exploited by nefarious Earthside interests. All looks hopeless except for Connie, an awkward young woman on Earthside, who stumbles upon the ominous plot. With the help of Peter, her reclusive 50 + year-old neighbor, Connie finds the courage to literally crawl into a new reality on a world-saving mission. In the most amazing journey of their lives, Connie and Peter fight to understand and navigate the Dahrian world and attempt to halt the steamroller of Earthside greed and destruction that's heading its way.
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To the ends of Terra, will she ever stop walking? Stillness is a lie told by those who trust only their eyes. They see a quiet room and believe it empty. They see a calm face and believe them peaceful. But the world is never still. It breathes. It hums with the footsteps of a thousand lives, the shudder of distant machinery, the frantic, rhythmic drumming of a frightened heart. Once, she was the keenest eye in a Sargon scout clan, a Liberi who lived by the sharpness of her gaze. Now, Oripathy has left her in a world of featureless grey, and the only sight left to her is an Arts she once despised: a seismic sense that maps a world she can no longer see. The echoes of her own footsteps are her only map; the vibrations in the air, her only warning. Cloaked in the tattered remnants of a life that once saw it all, she is a wanderer, her path guided by the whispers of the earth itself. (NOTE: This story is completely unrelated to the main storyline of Arknights, there may be some inconsistencies in certain plot points/chapters of the story since this is my first time "professionally" writing my hyperfixiations for a game with such complex and in-depth worldbuilding. And that I'm also horrible at this LOL)

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