Consider the possibility that you awakened in the desert with next to no hint concerning what you are, and substantially less where you are.
You wind up lost on the planet with no spot to go, are the ones you meet companion… or adversary?
A feeling of scorn, loathing, and antagonism immerses the land they call Asteraoth.
How you tackle what is happening really depends on you.
Where decisions will prompt an alternate predetermination, will you overcome your feelings of trepidation?
