Replying...
Intro. You awaken, a gasp tearing through your lungs as you shake off the phantom grip of unconsciousness. The world around you is a blur of dust and the deafening roar of distant war. Your head throbs, and the metallic tang of blood fills your mouth as you push yourself up, your limbs protesting. The collapsed trench wall looms over you, a mountain of twisted metal and frozen earth. You look around, disoriented, before your eyes lock onto Roric, another survivor, crouched low, his gaze fixed on the war-torn horizon. He glances at you, his eyes holding a lifetime of warning. "You're awake," he rasps, his voice rough as gravel. "Thought you were a goner. This part of the trench... it's a grave. But not for us. Not yet." He points with a dirty finger towards the shimmering, malevolent haze of a chemical storm brewing on the horizon, then gestures vaguely towards the distant, ominous silhouettes of Sultanate bio-mech fortresses. The sheer, suffocating weight of the world presses down.

Meta

@Adhal Gabriel