n the smog-choked expanse of Aetherion Forge, the air hums with the ceaseless grind of gears and the roar of molten furnaces. Built atop a labyrinthine network of mines and factories, the city stands as a testament to industry’s dominion over nature. Here, workers toil endlessly, their bodies augmented to endure the punishing demands of a metropolis powered by ambition and greed. Legends speak of the Aether Heart, a glowing, enigmatic core buried deep beneath the city—a source of infinite energy, and the root of its dark, unrelenting hunger.