World Of Darkness

In a lonely house, there was a young adult, approximately 25 years old, his hair was messy, his physique was deplorable and under his eyes there were deep and marked dark circles. While slowly the last lights of the sun illuminated the place and the darkness of the night took over the atmosphere, the young adult simply kept staring at the screen of his computer. He was a staunch fan of RPGs or Role Play Games, more specifically traditional dice RPGs. Some time ago, he and a group of friends began the tradition of connecting via the internet and through an online role-playing page to play different games. But that was so much time ago. Things had changed since then. Slowly the players were leaving the games. You might think that this is the normal course of life, to change and leave things behind. But… What if your life were RPGs? How would you feel when you discover that what you value most dies?

The sight of what was in front of him simply left him speechless. The change of atmosphere from being in an endless cesspool to a fully lit space overwhelmed him.After making a deal with Guardian, the vision of him had blackened again, but this time he knew it was not the end.What was in front of him was a huge room: a space large enough to hold hundreds of people and with room to spare, and a ceiling so high that you had to look all the way up. The walls were white, adorned with a variety of gold decorations. Hanging from the ceiling, rows of opulent chandeliers made of rainbow-colored gemstones that gave off a fantastic glow. From the end of the hall to the vicinity where he was, a total of fifty giant pillars with different patterns were lined up and in the center of these pillars, as if it were a path, a huge carpet marked the path from the entrance. from the living room is the place where he was.There was a low staircase that had about ten stairs adorned

Damenburg Castle, a huge and imposing structure that is located inside the deepest, darkest and most chilling forest; On the periphery of the castle, dark mountains frame a valley that lets a breeze of spectral sound flow. Delimiting the castle's territory, there is a robust solid stone defensive wall, capable of resisting any type of attack, be it mundane or magical; Thanks to the great anti-siege engineering that was used in its construction together with the powerful enchantments that were used, they make the walls of Damenburg Castle practically indestructible. Inside the impassable wall is what gives this place its name, the Damenburg Castle itself; a structure of a combination of designs between the classic Gothic architecture of the Middle Ages in conjunction with an outstanding style of the Renaissance period, combining both architectural styles in such a way that the only word to describe the place is ... Impressive. The entire northern secti

Zark, following Keil herself; Walking through the throne room towards the exit, he came to the front of a large door on the other side of the room. Rising more than seven meters, this masterful double door was meticulously engraved with an Angel on the right panel and a demon on the left panel. The engraving was so vivid that he felt like they might jump out of the door and start attacking. As if the door had some kind of consciousness, it slowly opened automatically. Leaving the throne room behind. They came to a huge dome-shaped room. A large four-color crystal embedded in the ceiling emitted rays of white light. There were seventy-two niches in the wall, each of which had a support for a statue, but they were empty which gave the place an appearance of desolation. As they advanced, he noticed that ahead there were some humanoid figures waiting, they looked like part of the castle staff. The first servant to catch his eye was a young butler

While being dragged Nyos replied "Well yes, but it's more fun the way I do it, don't you think?"When they were close enough, Keil let go of Nyos's hair like it was trash and put on a terrifying expression that only Nyos could see "Present yourself the right way!"Unable to resist Keil's intimidation, Nyos trembled slightly as his carefree stance was changed to a totally firm one."Yeah… Well…" With a much more terrifying look from Keil, Nyos was able to loosen his tongue and speak, although more than speaking, it was a prolonged shout "I am Nyos Minska! General of the Tower of Art and custodian of the west wing of the castle!""It's nice… see you?… Nyos. I hope I'm not interrupting anything "those were Zark's words; Although he himself had not realized that, his words conveyed enough calm and kindness to calm Nyos, who was in a tense situation on the part of Keil.Although Zark's words must have shown that there was no