The rifts opened. The outposts hold.Four ways it could feel. Pick one.
A living typographic map. Swipe to step, bump to strike. Corruption spreads from the rift every turn.
The game is a messaging app. Your party chats, the world reports in, and fights arrive as messages you must answer in time.
You can't see — you sense. Words drift around you by direction and distance. Walk freely, then slash monsters' names apart.
The road is a deck of cards. Swipe to choose a path. In combat, drag abilities onto what the enemy is about to do.