Story 1076: Architect of the End

Long before the fall of the cities and the rise of the undead tides, before the earth cracked and the sky turned black with wings of carrion gods, there was only Blueprint Omega—a forbidden design, etched into the bones of the universe.

Its creator?

A man.

A god.

A concept.

His name has been erased, swallowed by time and sin, but those who whisper beneath the soil call him The Architect of the End.

And now… he builds again.

Desya Carr, once an engineer of the Wyrmhold Refuge, followed a trail of skeletal monoliths across the badlands—tall spires of bone and rust rising like antennae, each one humming with maddening harmonics. At the center of the spiral stood a cathedral made not from stone, but from calcified nightmares, where geometry defied physics and doorways opened into moments that never happened.

This was not built by the undead.

This was something older.

Smarter.

Final.