
In a contradictory world of steam and monsters, the apocalypse happened once before. But the Forts and their Hunters didn't stop the second apocalypse. No. In fact they welcomed it. The game begins again, another apocalypse, another system to tell you who to kill, who to save. It's transactional, after all, the grim reapers grace.
Hajoon smells the rot of the decaying world before it happens, and follows it's stench through the carnage. His home is gone, and a dungeon stands in it's place. The demon in his mind demands he conquer it for himself, to regain the former glory of a Punisher, but what does he want? How long can he remain in control before the demon overtakes him, and he fades away? Until it kills all those he holds dear?
The cover is drawn by me
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