Bloodscript: Survival Game of the Reborn
On another shard, slightly above and behind it, Selene lounged on a throne that looked grown out of bone and metal.
A blood‑red court stretched out before her—arches of iron, banners soaked in a color too deep to be dye. Figures knelt in concentric circles, armor gleaming, eyes upward. She wore a crown almost identical to the one from the arena, but here it seemed… seamless with her. No admin voice in the background. No tether. Just power.
When she smiled, the gathered crowd flinched and then applauded, hungry and adoring.
On a third shard, a forest.