Cycle of Forsaken

Imagine waking in darkness.

Eve Moreau jolts upright, clutching at the cold, unfamiliar ground. Around her, the air pulses with a low hum—an alien vibration resonating through her bones. She isn’t alone. Figures stir in the gloom, groaning in confusion, and a faint light reveals faces she doesn’t recognize. No landmarks. No sky. Only an endless void stretching beyond them.



As they struggle to piece together their last memories, a wave of nausea overtakes them. Flashes of a shattered world—a city reduced to ash, skies swirling with fire and smoke—flood their minds. The next moment, they’re somewhere else. A barren wasteland, as if Earth had aged and decayed beyond recognition.



“It’s… the future,” one of them whispers.