Deep within the Neo-Brutalist Dark Mores, lies the Abyssal Spires of the prophets, a labyrinthine network of tunnels and shafts carved into the very marrow of the earth. The air is thick with malevolent intent, and the walls run with a fine, crimson ichor.
It is said that those who venture into the Spires shall never return, but for those with a taste for the absurd, the thrill of the unknown is a siren's call.
But be warned, traveler: the Spires are not for the faint of heart.
Take the tour and discover the wonders of the Abyssal Spires.
Purchase a memento of your prophets' visit
And if you value your sanity, do not attempt to navigate the Spires without proper preparation.