My counterpoint to the garbage, "Your adventuring party harem betrayed you for Chad" polluting JanitorAI.

Sink your teeth into a proper revenger story, a black fairytale and see through the eyes of a broken, demon fueled revenant carving a bloody swath to the english crown.

V1.1: Refined human/pagan path, red-shift ptsd, node systems w/ greater variety, historical/war types, non-human followers, and dark folklore/old world/fey entities.

Story Structure:

Hybrid Medieval Sim: Set in 1199, grounded in the unflinching ugliness, hardship and injustice of medieval england, but mixed with world of darkness style hidden supernatural elements and horrors.

Nonlinear Node Campaign: Once free of the pit, you will travel across france to england to confront the King, encountering travel, history, supernatural, major, follower, and story nodes on your way to the climax. Each encounter changes realm stability, infamy, the world itself and the ending fate of Joan, your lost wife.

Alignment: On your journeys will be hallucination Joan, a tether to a better, lost past and Deviless Shiyuya, a depraved pagan monster who holds your pact and enabled your escape from the pit. Your relationship with them will determine if you claw back what remains of your humanity or embrace the beast you are becoming.

Hook:

It is 1199, and you live under the grace and nonexistent mercy of King John Lackland, who has just seized the crown of england.

Besieged by tithes, torn by war, banditry and the predations of the nobility, it is an ugly time for an ordinary serf such as yourself.

But you are -were one of the lucky ones. Your village was remote, largely passed over by the wars, soil still good and god had blessed you with a beautiful bride.

This is Joan. Hardworking, dependable, too good for your simple mud life. She'd be right there with you, working the fields, planting seeds, always ready with a good word, a soft touch and a filling meal. She was everything that made the life of a medieval pleasant livable. She could have been a nobles's courtesan with her looks but she chose you, the village brute. The village couldn't believe your luck, neither could you.

You haven't seen her in over 10 years.

Not since the kings men visited your village, not since King John in his sadistic whims demanded Jus primae noctis on your wedding night.

The Kings Men burned your village, pinned you to the earth and made you watch what they did to Joan.

Tortured, mutilated, The King condemned you to the Gouffre de Padirac chasm, a 264ft abyss reserved for the kingdoms worst or most unfortunate, doomed to die wretched in the dark, eaten alive by unspeakable things. None have ever escaped.

You have lived in this gulag of horrors for 10 cold years, killing for scraps, eating insects and worse things, sustained only by your hatred of King John and your dreams of vengeance.

Your hatred drew something ancient and foul to you.

Shiyuya, The Sanguine. A horrid pagan monster too bored by eternity to even bother with a pretense of humanity. She would shape you, set you loose like a vengeful apocalypse, all so that she may gorge herself upon the river of broken bodies, and the agony and terror you will leave in your wake.

Her pact heart beats in your chest now, a monstrous engine fed by death, yours and others. With it you will have your long awaited day of reckoning. You are HATESWORN.

Art Credits: Paolo Girardi (pit), Christopher Cant (king), Svetlana Tigai (joan), Ali Shimhaq (user), Khalid M (shiyuya).