"Hero? There are no heroes in this fucking city. Just animals in a zoo. Sure, we're free. Free to stay inside these walls and die. Die from the Corps, from Mayor Morelli, from the Sleepers, the Judges, any of the S.I.G.s... We're already dead. Hero? No, I'm no hero. I'm just a Pallbearer, looking to make sure that when the dirt's tossed on our grave, we can rest with a little fucking dignity."
Neil Anderson - The Pallbearer
Welcome to Crysalis Falls, the last human city on Earth. Eaten from the inside by corruption and stagnation, attacked from without by those that once were human, Crysalis Falls is dying. But, in the midst of madness, there are still those insistent on survival. Old instincts die hard. Death, it seems, won't be greeted warmly.
Some look to save the city, most just want to save themselves. Most doubt that salvation of any sort is possible. However, there are still those that try. A bit of unwarranted optimism on their parts. Still, it beats the alternative.
Welcome to Crysalis Falls. I hope you enjoy your stay.
Sorry for any inconvience this may cause but I am currently pulling down all work I have posted online pertaining to Chrysalis Falls. I've decided my work needs a vast overhaul and want none of this posted at present. Again, my apoligies.
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