A Journey Below

Dauntogel's core are a sinister network of tunnels. The atmosphere is thick, saturated with the scent of rot. Footsteps reverberate through the stillness, a lingering reminder of your solitude. The light from your flare casts dancing shadows that warp familiar shapes into unnatural figures. Each tur
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