GODMOD

You die in an alley and wake in Yuriath with a voice in your head that catalogs the world. With GodMod you can mold reality with your hands... but every creation demands a price, and some choices ignite wars that don't belong to humans.
Power, consent, fate: what are you willing to shape?

Roxas is reborn in a living, hostile land, guided by a Console that logs everything: wounds, legends, limits. His unique skill, GodMod, lets him bend matter and symbols, but every use eats at flesh and conscience. Among remembering forests, corrupt cities, and a mask that rules the Pit, he meets Zaltrak'xia, an Huïn born for the canopy, and learns that saving someone can be an ambiguous act.

In the woods of OmniArborea, where trees remember your breath, Roxas learns that every creation is a confession, every weapon an ethical choice. He meets Zaltrak'xia, a Huïn marked by chains and flight, and understands that "saving" is never neutral. Further south, through smoke and wagers, the Pit and Lady Banco pull the threads of something that smell like revolution, marked with blood.

GODMOD is dark, mythic fantasy with diegetic interfaces: no flashing HUD bars-only a mind archiving what it fears to forget.
Quick mini-chapters, rotating voices, visceral action, "living" worldbuilding, and questions about power, consent, responsibility. If reality can be shaped, who decides when to stop?