Labyrinth
Entrance
Seekers of glory, first come and first served
Welcome an endless dim-colored walls
Your previous life hits you like a hammer - and leaves a dent in your memory, effectively severing all but the most treasured moments. Here you are, standing at the crossroad of a strange structure called "Labyrinth". You had a vision of it from a birds eye view, but your mind could not cope with what it saw. The only thing you're sure about is that whatever road you will take, this place would certainly try to kill you and feast on your agonizing body until even your very soul is no more.
Shrugging off such impression, you pounder on which road to take. You have some supplies to last you for a while, so, even if you will want to come back, it won't be disastrous. Although something whispers to you that this choice now is mostly irrelevant...Mesa. You found yourself heading east. Walls to the north and to the west are of strange bismuth-like color, mingled with some rouge stains that look like blood. To the south, corridor goes for a great length, brightly lit by slime-covered walls. As for the east... There is only a pitch darkness.
Derek. Hm... Crossroads... You're tad unlucky it seems - in every direction goes the same steel-like walls that strangely reflect the light of many oil lamps that hover above the center of corridors.
Urist. Ah, what a great hematite vein there is! A pity you don't have a pickaxe with you... Bismuth-hematite occupies south and east, while strange, sharp-looking orange crystals glowing with a soft light form road to the north and to the west.
Crimson. Metal-covered as you are, there is still much more metal around you. East, west, even south - all walls are steel of highest quality, with oil lamps throwing strange reflections. To the north, though, is a dark expanse that your gaze cannot penetrate.
Inael. To the south of you, lays the realm of darkness. To the east - strange pinkish walls that seem a bit like flesh, they pulsate with dim red light. North and the west are occupied by strange frosty-looking ground, covered in short blue grass. It seems that the air itself gives those corridors silver illuminating.
Sukro. Clawing metallic floor, you sit deep in thoughts. Where to go?.. East and south are made of shiny metal, while north is dark and west is strangely green and mirthful...
Which direction shall you take, death-seeker?