by Matteo Signorini | Feb 19, 2015 | Recursions
Hundreds of years ago some people tried to escape from Ruk aboard a lifeboat made from the recursion itself; maybe they hoped to find freedom or only to escape the endless conflicts of their home; unfortunately during the initial moments of the flight something went horribly wrong and they foud themselves stuck into another recusion wich was a glorius dream of everything the old Roman republic should have been: glorious, powerful, righteous and eternal. The survivors after the accident instead of rebulding their craft started a vicious infighting about who was to blame and how to best remedy their situation, fast foward to the present and the recursion has become a nightmare of mutant armies battling bioenanched legions for the supremacy, indeed the survivors used their mad science to usurp the various seats of power and after having established themselves as senators, dictators, tribal leaders or pharaons used their knowledge and newly aquired armies into foolish wars to determine who was in the wrong, who was to blame and especially who is rigth. Today the recursion is extremely different from it’s roots as an utopia of the ancient world; weird machine beasts bred by the nothrn barbarians roam the countryside, in the romans cities artisans try to blend their craft with that of their inhuman masters to build the best weapons and armors while the pharaons of the south alter their subjects to create the perfect soldier. To a casual visitor this recursion would seem like stepping into the past if one could ignore the mutated slaves, that strange crossbow that a soldier is carring or the strange pland...
