Statera

The Great Escape. The Split. The Cycle.

Aftermath of Time

Here, there are no heroes in shining armor. Only those who survived, and those left in the earth. There is no magic to save you at the last moment. Only cold calculation, dirt under your fingernails, and the weight of a sword in your hand.

This is a story about the choices we make when there is no turning back. About innocence burning away in the fires of betrayal, forging into cold fury. About the struggle to build when the whole world seeks to break.

In the shadow of great empires and secret conspiracies, where the fates of nations are decided by the stroke of a pen or the thrust of a dagger, strangers search for their answers. Their paths may seem different, but in a game where time is a river flowing in a circle, can they ever escape who they are? Can they change what has already happened?

(coming soon)

Veji

Here, there are no heroes in shining armor. Only those who survived, and those left in the earth. There is no magic to save you at the last moment. Only cold calculation, dirt under your fingernails, and the weight of a sword in your hand.

This is a story about the choices we make when there is no turning back. About innocence burning away in the fires of betrayal, forging into cold fury. About the struggle to build when the whole world seeks to break.

In the shadow of great empires and secret conspiracies, where the fates of nations are decided by the stroke of a pen or the thrust of a dagger, strangers search for their answers. Their paths may seem different, but in a game where time is a river flowing in a circle, can they ever escape who they are? Can they change what has already happened?

(coming soon)