Luveri
Disclaimer: This world is, at the current state, nothing more but a construction side in its early stages. Nothing has been finalised yet. Thus everything being unpolished and ugly looking.
Fancy writing and pretty formatted articles are not my goal for now. Otherwise I would just procrastinate and get nothing done.
The world we call home is one driven by many cycles. Life and death being just one of many.
It is a world where mortals are tolerated but no longer welcomed. One where nature reigns, granting life or forcing death upon the living.
Luveri, born from the collapse of the old worlds, is a world of beauty and wonder, forged by collapse and catastrophe. Its civilisations build to withstand the eras to outlast the dream and to witness the next sunrise.
Those who are willing to listen, may hear the echoes roaming through the lands...
Those who observe intently, may perceive the scars that mark its earth...
It is a world of many stories, some long forgotten, lost to the first era of dreams. Some destroyed, deemed too dangerous to keep around. But the truth is still there. It lingers in every breeze, under every stone, within every drop of rain. For the world does not forget.
It. Remembers. Everything.
And you? What will you do, when you time has run out? Will you let your past slip into the shadows or will you write it down? Leave it behind for those who still roam this world? Here at the brink of existence, the edge of the veil many have written down their life, their memories, experiences and knowledge.
They entrusted their past to me.
Feel free to venture and look around. Delve into secrets the living have forgotten before your soul too will vanish, just like all the ones who came before.
I wonder, how long will you stay?