Guess who's back?
Don't remember me?
Aww… I feel betrayed. I thought you'd remember me.
Okay, okay, maybe I was gone a while. Doesn't matter now. Whether you remember me or not, you will soon.What? You want my name?Not yet. That's a secret for another time.
Let's talk about the world instead, because it's changed. A lot.
After the emergence of E.V.O., the world as we knew it twisted into something new. The calendar flipped, years were no longer just numbers. Time got measured in Cycles.The surface looks perfect. Clean cities. Flying rails. Towering skylines and whispering winds through tech-grown trees. But behind it? Two forces pulling the strings: Sympha and Systma.
And the world? Well, it split into cities that wear their identities like skin.
Let me walk you through the most important ones.
Neuraxis Prime
The crown jewel.This city isn't just advanced, it defines advanced. Home to the most complex AI systems, wealthiest sectors, and polished surface life. But underneath its perfection? Fractures.It's divided into four states:
Elaris – sleek, elegant, where art and intellect breathe.
Dravon – hardened, industrial, perhaps even militarized.
Nostra – cloaked in strategy, secrets, and silent power.
Veridia – green, glowing, teeming with eco-tech and regrowth.
Neuraxis Prime is the brain of the world.But even brains can suffer breakdowns.
Aurepolis:
Trade runs this city's blood.It glitters with coins and contracts, markets and merchants. From rare metals to forbidden relics, you'll find it here, if you can pay the price.But remember: where gold shines, shadows linger. And deals are made with more than just currency.
Gralyn
Now we're getting close to the ground.This is where the working class wakes, breathes, and fights for another day. Families scrape by, children grow up too fast, and dreams stretch far but fall short.Aezric Thalorven, our boy, was born here, before he was swept into something bigger. Much bigger.
Xeravault
Ruins speak louder than kings.This city is buried, forgotten tech, ancient blueprints, rusting giants of a previous age. Some say it's haunted by machines that dream. Others? That treasures lie beneath, waiting for the bold, or the foolish.
Myrrinex
A whisper.That's all you get. This city isn't in the records. Maps avoid it. People don't talk about it. And yet... sometimes, it talks back.What is it? Where is it? Why does the name feel like a memory you didn't make?
Each of these cities is more than steel and circuits. They have pulses, grudges, myths. And the deeper you walk into their alleys or sky-lanes, the more you feel it the battle that simmers beneath, between Sympha and Systma.
Each of these cities is more than just a place, they're the bones, lungs, and heart of this world. And soon, you'll see how Aezric's journey threads through them all.
So tell me… where would you go first?