DISFORTUNA
"Gods, men, and the game they play."
Your friend had sent you his copy of DISFORTUNA on a USB as part of a succession game. The tutorial is going well, even if something about the game is rubbing you the wrong way. It's weird, buggy, and you're pretty sure something is wrong with it... but there's some cool shit here.
This is the first game in a while that's really gotten your interest.
You thank your maid Merrick for the glass of water, open the tab once more, and get right back to it.
<METACOMMS>
MORDRED: I live ... again.
POMPY: Welcome back once again wizard, to the chaos and ruin of DISFORTUNA.
POMPY: The world as you once knew it has changed immensely...
POMPY: For all of two point six minutes in NULL_TIME.
POMPY: Shall we continue, Pal?
MORDRED: Let's.
