by M. Ercan Ergur
Histeria does not grant Classes. It infects people with them. When sickness reaches Ritku’s lakeside village, every child his age dies. Ritku survives. Then a screen opens in his mind. Level: 1Class: Festering VesselHealth: 10 / 10Affliction: 0 / 10Skills: Activation pending. Survival leaves something rotten beneath his skin. Pustules become weapons. Dying things become fuel. Every level makes him stronger, stranger, and less able to pretend he is still the boy his mother knew. Cast out and hunted by things that should have stayed beneath the lake, Ritku enters a world where Classes are not gifts, Skills are not clean, and the system is not a game. Histeria is alive. It watches. It balances. It chooses. And Ritku is not the only one pretending to be human. The cure exists. It has a Class. And it is sick.
