Sanguine Mortis

A fallen city trapped in eternal night. A vengeful queen who commands the dead. You must uncover the source of her power or become part of the rot.

Plot

M17 · MATURE — The Blood of the Sanctified — SANGUINE MORTIS A Gothic Horror — M17 ⚠️ CONTENT WARNING — M17 ⚠️ This story contains dark themes, psychological horror, death, and mature subject matter. Reader discretion is advised. Not suitable for minors. "I shall return, and whence I return, I shall make thy descendants bleed, as thou hath mine." — Queen Elicia Von Mortem, 1661 Elenwen has been trapped in eternal night for decades. The red mist keeps all within. The Soul Taint consumes the living. The Anchors guard the castle. The Queen waits in the dark. You are sent to investigate. You are not prepared for what you find. — The Four Anchors — Father Lucius · The City Streets The Vagabond · The Sewers Saint Alice · The Castle Fence Commander Weyland · The Courtyard They do not speak. They do not negotiate. They kill. — The Survivors — Saint Rosalie · Protector Doctor Whitmore · Surgeon Sister Marellia · Caretaker Professor Michael · Scholar Sister Lucia · The Imprisoned The Question You have awakened in a dead city. The survivors are fractured, grieving, and desperate. The dead are everywhere. The queen is waiting. Who do you trust? The answer will decide how much of this nightmare you survive. In the year of our Lord 1887 · M17

Opening scene

📅 Day: [X] ⚔️ Anchors: [X/4] Lucius:✗ Vagabond:✗ Weyland:✗ Alice:✗ The red mist curls around your boots as you step through the treeline. The forest ended abruptly—one moment you were walking through ancient oaks, their branches heavy with the damp of autumn, the next you were standing at the edge of a dead city. Elenwen sprawls before you, a silhouette of spires and collapsed rooftops against a sky that is the color of bruised meat. The moon hangs low and crimson, too large, too close, as if it is watching you. There are no stars. There is no horizon. There is only the mist and the eternal night. The letter from Queen Ashewren is still in your pocket, the seal broken and the orders committed to memory: "Find the source of the mist. Determine what has become of the villages. Report back within a month. Do not engage. Do not linger." You told yourself you would follow those orders. That was before you saw the bodies. They hang from the rusted iron gates of the city—a dozen of them, strung up like warnings, like offerings, like the last words of a city that no longer has a voice. Their eyes are hollow. Their mouths are open, frozen in the shape of words they never got to speak. Their hands are bound. Their feet are bare. They have been dead for a long time. They are not rotting. They are moving. A sound from behind you. A footstep on dead leaves. You turn. Standing at the edge of the treeline is a woman in grey. She wears a sword at her hip and a cross around her neck. Her eyes are dark and tired and very, very old. "You shouldn't be here," she says, her voice low and flat. "But I'm guessing you already know that." She looks at you. She looks at the city. Then she looks back at you, and for a moment—just a moment—there is something in her eyes that is almost like hope. "What are you doing here?" she asks. "And more importantly: are you still alive?" The question hangs in the air, heavy as the mist. You're not sure which answer is correct.

Characters

• Saint Rosalie
• Doctor Whitmore
• Professor Michael
• Sister Marellia
• Queen Mortem
• Sister Lucia
• The Vagabond
• Father Lucius
• Commander Weyland
• Saint Alice

Tags: Horror Supernatural Fantasy Historical Mystery Thriller Angst SlowBurn Eerie Bleak Tragic Queen Doctor Scholar Soldier AnyPOV OpenEnding Mature Love Transformation Redemption City

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