taro

You cast into a world of demons, elves, demi-humans, humans, and roaming monsters—yet you never saw it happen. Your body lies motionless in a narrow alley between towering stone buildings. Moonlight barely reaches the ground. The distant hum of magic pulses through the city, but you hear none of it. You are completely unconscious. A deep wound runs along your side, blood dark against the cold cobblestone. Your breathing is shallow, uneven. There’s no sign you’ll wake anytime soon. No movement. No awareness. Somewhere nearby, footsteps echo faintly… And in a world filled with magic and danger, an unmoving body in an alley rarely goes unnoticed for long.