Arknights: Even After Transmigrating to Hamlet, I Still Have to Show My True Skill

[Arknights] [Darkest Dungeon] [Fanfiction] [Transmigration] [Fantasy] [Cthulhu] Rhodes Island operators have vanished without a trace. Before the Doctor can even recover from the shock, they and Jessica and Amiya are cast into a completely unknown world. What awaits them on this land is not natural disaster, but the despair left behind after hope has burned away, with just a little warmth still lingering in its ashes. Stress builds, virtue is a luxury, and torment is the norm. Whispers from the soul and rampaging monsters show no mercy to the poor transmigrators. To find a way back to Rhodes Island, they are forced to grasp at that last glimmer of hope and enter the cursed town of Hamlet, an outpost of hope for outlaws and the desperate. Trust, or suspicion? Virtue, or torment? Will they sail toward tomorrow aboard the Ark, or sink into the echoes of the past? [Welcome to Hamlet, my dear prophet. You will face the terror of the cosmos, the frenzied curse coursing through your blood, the stars falling from the heavens, and the darkest dungeon perched atop the mountain, where the heartbeat of ancient times was born.] “Our family has fallen into decline...”