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Rooms of the Desolate is a collection of short stories designed to guide the reader through the many rooms and mysteries of the bleak and greyscale labyrinth of the Desolate.
The first entry, "The Forever Tower" follows an unnamed wanderer climbing an endless, colourless tower; the only world they have ever known. As they slowly ascend alongside the masses, they consider the nature of their world and look to the corridors as temptation beckons.
The second entry, "Production Line", follows an engineer in a boundless factory, who encounters a product that does not wish to bow to the overseers and makes them question their belief in the truth and duties they were made to believe.
Content guidelines: Current entries do not include explicit profanity, but future entries may do so, hence the presence of that tag. Some entries do include gore and violence, though not currently to particularly extreme degrees. The Desolate is exactly that: a desolate world; as such, it is bleak, downtrodden, and may deal with mental struggles.
Cover art credit: Adam Borkowski on Pexels.
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1. The Forever Tower - Part 1
2. The Forever Tower - Part 2
3. The Forever Tower - Part 3
4. The Forever Tower - Part 4
5. The Forever Tower - Part 5
6. The Forever Tower - Part 6 (Conclusion)
7. Production Line - Part 1
8. Production Line - Part 2
9. Production Line - Part 3
10. Production Line - Part 4
11. Production Line - Part 5 (Conclusion)
12. Bone Tithes - Part 1
13. Bone Tithes - Part 2
14. Bone Tithes - Part 3
15. Bone Tithes - Part 4
16. Bone Tithes - Part 5
17. Bone Tithes - Part 6 (Conclusion)
18. House of the Collector - Part 1
19. House of the Collector - Part 2
20. House of the Collector - Part 3
21. House of the Collector - Part 4
22. House of the Collector - Part 5 (Conclusion)
23. Devils of the Deep - Part 1
24. Devils of the Deep - Part 2
25. Devils of the Deep - Part 3
26. Devils of the Deep - Part 4 (Conclusion)
27. The Wasteful Plain - Part 1
28. The Wasteful Plain - Part 2
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