The Cataclysm burned the bridge between times and traditions.
What remains is Eryndor-a land of uneasy peace, haunted by a past it cannot name. Gods have withdrawn or faded from memory.
The world bears scars, and beneath its surface, history waits like a held breath.
And somewhere in a shadowed wood, a man wakes in a world that does not know his name.
*Witch of the Eclipse is an ongoing collaborative AIRPG, presented here as an experimental series.*
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