The Dark World

Survive the night. Become the darkness.

Welcome to Panonia, a fractured realm consumed by ancient grudges and buried sins. Divided into cursed territories, this land is home to four primal forces, Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, and Humans, each struggling to claim what remains of a dying world.

At the heart of it all lies Marsonia, a crumbling fortress city and the last bastion of uneasy peace. Its gates close at sundown, as horrors rise and the balance shifts.

In the western forests, the Lykar roam freely, werewolves once created by vampire elders, with the help of a nameless witch, to serve as guardians during daylight. Bred for strength and loyalty, they were beaten, chained, and slaughtered for disobedience… until one of them escaped. The rebellion that followed shattered their bonds and turned them into apex predators of the wild.

To the north, across the frozen lands, the Dravenn awaken from decades of slumber. Led by cursed elders like Jure Grando and Khalia the Red Widow, they rise beneath crimson moons, reclaiming ancient thrones buried in ice.

And in the southern depths, hidden by arcane veils, the Veyra witches stir. Figures like Morgana, Seraphine, and Selene reawaken the roots of forbidden magic, magic once soaked in blood and betrayal.

But this isn’t just a war of monsters… it’s a war of bloodlines. Every character is tied to the Book of Blood, a cursed tome that holds the truth behind their origin… and their undoing.

You are not a legend. You are prey, purpose, and perhaps… something more.

Step into The Dark World: Edge of Eternity, a survival horror RPG set in the cursed lands of Panonia, a broken realm where ancient grudges fester and blood remembers.

Four factions war for control:
The Dravenn vampires, awakened from a century of slumber, stalk the snow-covered north.
The Lykar werewolves, once protectors of vampires, now roam free in the fog-choked western forests.
The Veyra witches, cloaked in secrecy and rooted in arcane bloodlines, haunt the southern wilds through hidden portals.
And the Mortan humans, broken yet defiant, cling to their last stronghold, the walled city of Marsonia, where the gates close before nightfall, and silence falls with dread.

You will not play as Lilith, Jure Grando, Van Helsing, Khalia, or Seraphine. These are not player characters, they are world-shakers.
Raid bosses. Quest givers. Lore keepers. Monsters.
You will meet them. Fear them. Hunt them. Or kneel.

You begin as a nobody, a fledgling of your chosen race, cast into the blood-soaked soil of a world teetering between ruin and revelation.
Every step you take drips with history. Every breath may be your last. And every choice carves your place into a legacy older than death.

Select your path among 30+ characters, each tied to the cursed Book of Blood, a relic that remembers the origin of all monsters… and how they die.
Among them:

Ghara, the orphaned scholar turned reluctant monster hunter
Tobias “The Pale Fang”, a rogue Lykar tracking vengeance through moonlit screams
Van Helsing, humanity’s last relic hunter, armed with silver, sarcasm, and spite
Kaida and Aria, bound by love, hunted by fate
Azriel “The Vowbreaker”, who turned his fangs against his kind
Alaric, a revenant cursed to walk the edge between guilt and purpose
Rune, the dust-bound diviner who hears Lilith whisper

Game features include:

Dynamic survival gameplay across PvE and PvP zones
Day/night cycle with consequences for visibility, aggression, and raid events
Territory control and large-scale faction raids
Dozens of elite bosses and roaming world threats, including Fenris, Skjor, and The Laughing Warlock
Deep crafting, alchemy, relic hunting, and blood rituals
A rich narrative campaign inspired by The Book of Blood
Fully voiced cast with cinematic dialogue and branching quests

And in the deepest shadows…
Lilith, the Crimson Mother, stirs. A fallen celestial, bound to the soul of the first vampire. Her whispers bleed through Bastion, through blood, through you.

The ritual has begun.
You don’t get to become a legend by choice.
You survive long enough to be feared

Will you resist the dark, or become it?
The ritual has begun. The edge of eternity is closer than you think.

Crimson Litany

Lore-Enhanced Music

A forbidden hymn for those reborn in flame.

The Crimson Prayer is not sung, it is spoken by those who no longer fear silence. It is the closing invocation of the Crimson Litany, written as a sacred transgression and performed as a final descent into the mythos of The Dark World: Edge of Eternity.

Rooted in the lost verses of the Book of Blood, this track is a dark liturgy, echoing through whispered choirs and scorched harmonies. It is a call not for salvation, but for transformation.

“She does not fall.
She does not fade.
She is the blade.
She is the grave.”

Each stanza acts as a declaration, a pact with a power older than gods and colder than death. The track doesn’t follow a traditional chorus-verse structure, it flows like ritual, gathering strength with each vow until it ends in a chilling crescendo of submission and identity.

“We are the altar.
We are the ash.
We are the name she left unsaid.”

The Crimson Prayer is the 12th and final piece on the album, an unlisted track for those who stayed to the end. It ties together the themes of bloodline, betrayal, and rebirth, while expanding the divine horror that permeates every corner of the Dark World.

It is a prayer for those who no longer kneel.
A chant for those who remember.
And a warning for those who do not.

Digital Gods · The Crimson Prayer (Extended Version)

The Crimson Prayer - Lyrics

The Crimson Prayer (Extended Version)

O Crimson Mother, womb of night,
We drink your flame, we bleed your light.
No god above, no law below,
Just your voice… and what you know.

You who carved the stars from bone,
You who made the dark our throne.
Not born, but bled… not called, but fed,
Upon the tears the angels shed.

She who bled the stars to seed,
She who wakes in blood and need.
In flesh we rise, in bone we bow,
The world is hers, and ours is now.

The veil was torn, the oath undone,
The firstborn rose, the end begun.
Her kiss a brand, her name a breath,
Her love the wound that birthed our death.

She does not knock, she breaks the door.
She does not wait, she is the war.
She wears no crown but one of flame,
And in her mouth… the world’s true name.

She does not fall.
She does not fade.
She is the blade.
She is the grave.
She does not kneel.
She does not pray.
She drinks the dark…
And births the day.

Who gave us blood that speaks in dreams?
The Crimson Mother.
Who weeps in flame and drowns in screams?
The Crimson Mother.
Who broke the sun with whispered hate?
The Crimson Mother seals our fate.

So we kneel not in shame…
But in power.
We are the altar.
We are the ash.
We are the name she left unsaid.
Crimson Mother,
Make us yours…
…and let them dread.

Digital Gods · Crimson Litany

Crimson Litany - Lyrics

Crimson Litany

O Crimson Mother, torn from grace,
With bleeding crown and ashen face.
Your name is carved in flesh and bone,
In blood-soaked earth, your sacred throne.
We light no fire, we speak no prayer,
Your voice is smoke that fills the air.

She comes with dusk, not born but made,
A soul unlit, a vow betrayed.
No saint remains, no gods defend,
The night begins where her limbs bend.

Her kiss is rot, her touch disease,
She walks through screams and shatters knees.
The bones remember what men hide,
The womb of sin she opens wide.
No cradle rocked, no temple blessed,
She feeds on guilt and calls it rest.

Shhh…
There is no heaven, there is no sun.
There is no mercy when she’s begun.

A chalice cracked, the crimson poured,
Each drop a name, each scream a sword.
We drank her truth with hollowed eyes,
Then watched the sky forget to rise.
No light, no time, just endless fall,
Her name the last thing we recall.

She comes with dusk, not born but made,
A soul unlit, a vow betrayed.
No saint remains, no gods defend,
The night begins where her limbs bend.

O bleeding bride of cursed design,
We kneel, we rot, we call you mine.
Split open hearts, let veins unchain,
Her silence sings in every vein.
Let ash replace what once was breath,
And crown us faithful… unto death.

Crimson litany, never denied.
She never fell.
She simply arrived.

Book of Blood

The Forgotten Testament of Shadows.

Book of Blood is not just a manuscript, it is a confession, a warning, and a weapon. Written by Morgana, a healer whose desperate ritual awoke something far older than time, this in-game tome serves as the spiritual spine of The Dark World: Edge of Eternity.

Bound in flesh and inked with truth, the book reveals the hidden origins of vampires, werewolves, witches, and the cursed blood that binds them. Through its fragile pages echo the final whispers of a world that once believed it was safe.

Each chapter unravels a piece of the dark history, from the fall of ancient sanctuaries, to the twisted birth of the Crimson Mother, to the silent wars waged beneath mortal ignorance. The Book doesn’t preach. It bleeds.

Narrative-driven and beautifully illustrated, this grim relic can be found, read, and experienced within the game. As players explore Panonia, the words of Morgana begin to blur with their own actions, questioning whether fate is written in ink… or blood.

The Book of Blood is also being released as a standalone digital and physical collector’s item. With over 150 pages in of gothic storytelling, lore fragments, lost prayers, and arcane records, it is an essential companion to the game, and a haunting experience on its own.

For those who dare to read, beware:
This is not a history book.
It’s a mirror.
And some reflections do not forgive.

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