The Black City of Nuerva: Liberty, Equality, Fraternity

On the day of the assault, I sat peacefully in the park engrossed in a book when slavers descended upon monstrous ships, snatching everyone in sight, myself included.

Transported to the sinister confines of Nuerva, its skyline dominated by jagged edifices, I became the possession of a man known as the Captain, enduring captivity under his cruel whims. It took me many days to summon the courage to flee.

Alone and terrified, I fled to the farthest reaches of the city, where a glimmer of hope aw...