Revenant's Slaughter: The Reaper System

Haven: 1

The sensation of falling seemed to last forever, the air rushing past Atticus as he plunged deeper into the void. The darkness was all-encompassing, thick and oppressive, pressing in on him from all sides. He couldn’t tell how far he had fallen or if there was even a bottom to this chasm. It felt as though he was drifting through an endless abyss, untethered from reality itself.

Then, just as abruptly as the fall had begun, it stopped.

Atticus found himself lying on his back, staring up at a pale, gray sky. The transition was so sudden, so seamless, that for a moment he wasn’t sure if he had truly fallen at all or if it had been another trick of the forest. The ground beneath him was cool and firm, the texture of rough cobblestones pressing against his back.

He sat up slowly, his head spinning, trying to gather his bearings. The world around him was different—no longer the barren wasteland, nor the shadowy forest, but something else entirely. He was in the middle of a town, though it