Hundreds of years in the future…
…Or thousands of years in the past…
…There was Atlantis
The world lies in ruin. Peasants barely eke out a living from the unforgiving land. Anarchy reigns as minor warlords vie unsuccessfully for power, their attempts managing nothing more than seep the already blighted earth with blood. There is no use for art, and those who display signs of either education or wealth are routinely killed. It is a bleak hopeless hell…
…except for here.
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But to the well-trained eye, all is not as it seems. Subtle tensions ripple between the native Atlanteans and newcomers who flock to the island's shores. More and more the temples begin to call for the blood of sacrifice. And there is a whisper—a whisper, a softly spoken story of a city, long ago, that grew too arrogant, too proud, and of a great wave sent by the gods…
You stand on a knife’s edge in a city that is on the brink: tip a little one way, and Atlantis might ascend to greater glory, bringing you with it. But move in the other direction and Atlantis might fall, giving you the chance to rise as Master out of the chaos.
Welcome, traveler, to the fair City of

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