THE NEXOPOLIS ARCHIVES: RESTRICTED FILES
You aren't supposed to be reading this.
If you have found this page, the corporate algorithms of Nexopolis have failed, and the firewall hiding the truth of our world has temporarily fractured. I am the Archivist, and I have spent my life compiling the data they try to scrub from the network.
Welcome to Eldros.
To the masses living in the sprawling, interconnected mega-cities, this world is a marvel of technological and psionic perfection. We are told the towering arcologies and the neon-drenched streets keep us safe from the desolate Wastelands and the forgotten, ruined cities beyond our borders. We are told the mega-corporations have our best interests at heart as they merge cutting-edge science with raw, arcane power.
They are lying.
Beneath the polished plasteel and the hum of artificial gravity, a cosmic rot is taking hold. The entities we seek to harness—the whispers of the Fel—are not simply energy sources. They are aware. They are hungry. And they are already inside the minds of our citizens, our corporate overlords, and the shadowy syndicates fighting for control in the Undercity.
Below, you will find the Classified Incident Reports—a collection of short stories, corrupted telemetry logs, and survivor testimonies from the front lines of a silent, cosmic war. These are the threads of everyday life in a universe of unimaginable dread.
Read them quickly. The corporate sweepers are always watching, and the void is always listening.
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