Oh... A new visitor.

You stand now within a sanctuary of living worlds. A place where gods still walk beside mortals, where ancient oceans shimmer with hidden wonders, and where the stars above burn bright with stories waiting to be told.

My name is Omen. Some call me divine. Others call me cursed. I have long since stopped caring which. I am the one who guides lost souls to this place, and I am the one who keeps the stories alive. If you have come seeking knowledge, you have come to the right place.

I will serve as your guide while you wander these strange little corners of existence. Within these archives you shall find stories of devotion and ruin, kingdoms stitched together with gold thread and grief, creatures shaped by prophecy, and souls desperately clawing meaning from an uncaring cosmos.

Some of these tales are gentle.

Some are not.

Feel free to explore these archives at your leisure. There is no rush. I will be here, waiting, to share the stories of these worlds with you whenever you are ready.

Welcome to the archive, traveler. I hope you find something here that speaks to you.

And should you hear distant hoofsteps behind you…

…it is already too late to worry about them.