The cursed land of Nesrath was abandoned long ago—left to rot beneath crimson skies, its ruins swallowed by sand and silence. Few dare to set foot in that forsaken wasteland, where the Red Madness turns men into hollowed husks, their bodies crystallized, their minds lost to something unseen.The land is a place forsaken by time—a wasteland where the wind carries whispers, where the dead do not rest.  Mathias never intended to set foot here. But fate—cruel, inescapable—has left him stranded in a place where the air hums with an eerie resonance, and the ruins are filled with hollowed remnants of those who came before. Alongside Vael, an exile with his own secrets, and Amara, a scholar desperate for knowledge, he searches for a way out. Yet something lingers beneath the silence. Something listening. Calling. When Mathias hears it—the faintest echo of a song beneath the screams of the husks—he realizes the affliction is not just a plague. It is a voice. A presence. And now, it speaks to him. Nesrath was never truly abandoned. Something still waits in the dark. And it knows his name.