For a thousand years, civilisations have fed themselves to the Anomaly, sending their people as sacrifice, as champions, as currency, just to slow the consumption. Empires built theologies around it. Factions went to war over it.
And yet, the Anomaly grows, its hunger continues.
Inside, time pools. Technology fails. The relics of fallen Gods, fragments of their final moments, the last power they wielded before they died - scatter across killing floors and impossible geometry.
These are your cards.
Choose your combatant. Enter the Anomaly. Build your deck from the shattered remains of divinity, master real-time defense when death comes for you, and push deeper than anyone has mapped. Because something survived inside. Something that was never supposed to be found.
When you find it — tell death we live.