The Old Ones’ Corruption: The Era of Gray Mist

On the edge of sanity and madness, how can a lowly scavenger rise from the desperate wasteland, uncover the truth of the apocalypse, and ultimately carve a path for humanity across the chessboard of the old gods, a path beyond all comprehension? (After the recommendation period, I’ll return to updating 15,000 words a day. I’m mainly worried it’ll be flagged as AI-written.)