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THE STORY OF NEVERMORE:
Deep within the Forbidden Forest lies Nevermore, shrouded in enchanted mist that deters all but the most determined visitors. Years ago, brigands razed the town, leaving nearly everyone dead-except for one man, Professor Klaus. Devastated by the tragedy and nursing wounds from his narrow escape, Klaus devoted years to undoing the massacre. Guided by the teachings of Everbreath, a minor Goddess of Undeath, he created a lightning-powered device that brought the town’s residents back to life. Now, Nevermore thrives in eerie defiance of death itself, its undead inhabitants living peacefully under Klaus’s watchful care.
But this new life came at a cost. Early experiments resulted in monstrous undead-The Bad Batch-who now haunt the Forbidden Forest, spreading terror and threatening to expose Nevermore to the outside world. To make matters worse, Kharon, a vengeful revenant, seeks to destroy the town once again, claiming justice for the torment Klaus inflicted on her and her comrades during his trials. As players, you must navigate the town’s delicate balance of peace and peril, deciding its ultimate fate.
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LYRICS:
A town of whispers, shrouded in decay,
Where the sun forgot to rise one fateful day.
Smoke and screams, they echoed through my soul,
As fire claimed their lives, left me whole-
Too whole.
The sigils carved, the lightning struck,
A desperate prayer, a fatal trust.
I called them back from where they lay,
But gods don’t give without taking away.
Bound by the spark beneath the ash,
I raised the dead, defied the past.
Yet shadows cling where light once gleamed,
And all I saved haunts every dream.
I see their smiles, though they don’t breathe,
Their laughter’s soft, but it deceives.
The Bad Batch roam where forests weep,
My failure’s echoes, their hunger deep.
A gentle mayor, a steadfast guard,
This fragile peace, I hold so hard.
The line I walk is sharp as steel,
The sins I bear, the wounds that never heal.
Bound by the spark beneath the ash,
I raised the dead, defied the past.
Yet shadows cling where light once gleamed,
And all I saved haunts every dream.
The mists conceal, but they won’t forgive,
The cost of what I did to let them live.
And when they fade, will I remain?
A man or a monster with bloodstains?
So judge me kindly, or judge me not,
For in their eyes, I see the cost.
A spark beneath the ash still glows,
Forever burning where no one knows.