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The sky fractures like brittle glass, and the stars—those cold, distant sentinels—are swallowed whole by a darkness I cannot name. I hear the echoes of voices long silenced, their cries stretching across eternity. I feel the weight of something far beyond me, pressing down, shaping my steps, guiding my hand to a fate I do not yet understand.

But I know, deep in my bones, that this is not a fate I can escape.
I am a pawn in a game played by gods, pieces moved across a board older than time. Perhaps I was always meant to be this—a harbinger, a vessel, a sacrifice. I do not know who I was before. I do not know if I was ever given a choice.
And yet, they expect me to choose.

To build or to destroy. To save or to end. To hold onto the fragile strings of a world I do not remember, or to sever them and let it all collapse.

They tell me I have power. They tell me I am at the center of it all. But what is power to a puppet? What is choice when every path leads to ruin?

The people I meet, the ones who take my hand, who call me friend, who look at me with trust and hope—I wonder, when the final moment comes, will they curse my name? Will they see the truth of what I am, or will I hide it from them until the very end? I do not know which is the greater cruelty.

I dream of an answer. Of a different path. But the vision never changes.

The world will burn.
And I will be the one to set it alight.

Fractirea | Faraway Paradise

I'm sure most would not even bother reading this but I kind of had to write it anyways, because when I started this whole project about 3 years ago, all I had in mind was; 1. Guns 2. Machines 3. Magic and lastly, if I were to ask someone "Would you live in that kind of world?" I wanted their answers to be an immediate "Fuck no!"

Fast forward to now, the whole thing has inflated to something I couldn't put a label on. Sure, it's grimdark but it's not JUST grimdark. It's both fantasy and science-fiction and it also inspired from dieselpunk, steelpunk and cyberpunk works.

So the question is; What the fuck is Fractirea? Well, I had to make my own label. I call it... THANATOPUNK! (Corny, I know.)

Given the brutal, war-ravaged setting infused with both magic and machinery, an aesthetic that encapsulates this world would be best described as "Thanatopunk".

Thanatopunk (Θανατοπανκ)

From the Greek "Thanatos" (Θάνατος) meaning "death" and the rebellious, tech-infused ethos of "punk."

Endless War & Industrialized Death – Conflict is eternal, grinding nations, soldiers, and civilians alike into dust.

Magitech and war Machines. Arcane forces fuse with mechanized horrors, creating cursed artillery, sentient war engines, and soldiers doomed to fight forever.

Disposable Humanity along with cloning, necromancy, soul-harvesting, and bio-mechanical warfare turn people into renewable resources. Life is cheap; death is currency.

Grim Determination – In a world where hope is a flickering ember, survival itself is an act of defiance.

Trenches of the Damned,War-torn landscapes, barbed wire, shattered cities, and endless battlefields form the backbone of civilization.

VISUAL & AESTHETIC INSPIRATIONS

Brutalist megastructures, ruined fortresses and monolithic military citadels standing amidst wastelands of destruction.

Tattered uniforms, battle-worn armor, soldiers clad in a mix of steel, cloth, and crude magical enhancements.

Bloodstained fields, burning horizons and a world drenched in smoke, fire, and the remnants of massacres past and present.

Etheric trenches, war altars and sacred battlefields where magic fuels war engines, and the dead rise to fight once more.

Endless processions of the damned, clones, revenants, and living war machines march toward their inevitable demise, only to be reborn and recycled into battle.

COMPARABLE AESTHETIC

Dieselpunk, Grimdark Fantasy, Necropunk, Steelpunk, Warcore, Trenchcore and probably many others.

Well, now that you know what kind of world to imagine, have a good read and welcome to Fractirea.

Author's Note (Feel Free to Skip)