Scars of the Crimson Dawn

You are on the run. The blood on your hands hasn’t dried, and the marks on your skin still burn like open wounds. Once, you belonged to the Crimson Dawn, a cult that promised rebirth through devotion — but you learned the truth too late. Now, with two of their priests dead by your hand, the cult hunts you across the land. Your scars pulse with strange power. You don’t know what they mean, only that they whisper to you in your dreams, urging you toward something ancient… something buried. You will find the truth — no matter who tries to stop you.