The night strolls slowly, peeling the light away, and the danger reels its head. The face is indistinguishable from the recognizable. You glance in the distance and fear is what you see!
The stomps, they remain consistent and melodic as they progress forward. The thrumming gains traction and gets closer, all within range. Their weapons stand at the ready aimed toward you!
The green eyes stare, ever so stoicly. They pierce into the spirit that's housed within you. The feeling of pulling on you begins, and your chest beats and thumps with a drumlike ferocity. The figure…
“Visions, hallucinations, cloudy eyes, and fog throughout. The day in which all things are remembered. It happens, unwillingly to us all. What have you forgotten that will be remembered?” OUR STORY NERO: Border Lands has…
"The crops!" They proclaim to the streets! "My wares! The structures!" Everything begins to affect. The eyes, ears, and individuals of the lands see the cost of what has been spent begun to take hold!…
"Screaming, yelling, and calls of despair echo through the mirrored hallway you stand within. The Darkness holds the forever still. The Chaos quiets the surrounding existence to the deadest of ambiance. Do you hold out…
The Seers' hands overtake the crystalline ball. The vision vocalized sends chills down your spine. The realization of severe consequences from the actions taken thus far may finally be catching up. Do you attempt apologies?…
"Cheers, proclamations, and the joy of familiar faces reign throughout the lands! "The Feast! The Feast! We must slay the Beast for the Feast!" The hunters, the scalpers, and the ever-stealthy rogues begin the trek!…
“Beneath the frozen wastes, a silence long preserved begins to crack. Shadows stir, whispers rise, and a long-forgotten secret claws its way to the surface. Prepare for what should never have been unearthed.” Our Story…
“Blood seals the deal and binds those who dare strike a bargain. The air is thick with promises too dark to fulfill, and the cost for power is a price no one dares to name.”…
“The winds sweep across the lands, carrying ancient murmurs of change. As winter wanes, old powers rise, each gust bearing a warning: awaken or be consumed.” Our Story Since 2021, NERO: Border Lands has been…
“The earth trembles with rebirth, yet the echoes carry more than growth. Songs of revival mask cries of despair as something more sinister blooms in the light of spring.” Our Story Since 2021, NERO: Border…
