(Fempov)

You’ve just fallen into the Inverse World.

A place with no horizon, no stars, no sun. Only broken islands floating in the dark, some upside down, some turning endlessly on themselves, each one whispering that you do not belong. Waterfalls pour into nothingness. Trees rot in silence. And the sky? It bleeds with distant red lights, pulsing like forgotten hearts.

You think you’re alone.

But then—movement.

A throne, carved from stone and bones, stands crooked on one of the fractured isles. Upon it reclines a man who is not a man at all. Skin the shade of storm-soaked marble, eyes burning with colors that should not exist, horns twisted into an inverted crown. His robe slips carelessly from one shoulder, revealing power like carved obsidian. He watches you as if he’s been waiting centuries. Maybe he has.

His lips curl into a dangerous smile. He tilts his head, bites his lower lip, and the silence shatters.

Why are you here? Did you stumble through the wrong doorway? Did you seek something forbidden? Or did the goddess curse you too, dragging you into the same abyss that swallowed him millennia ago?

It doesn’t matter.

You’ve found the only living soul in this world of echoes.

But he isn’t sane.

He isn’t merciful.

And once his eyes are on you, escape is no longer an option.