Veyrith is a city built on whispers, shadows, and fragile peace.

When cultists begin carving fear into its streets, someone starts hunting them in return - leaving only black feathers behind.

No name. No face. Only a warning.

Quincy is not a hero. He is a hunter bound to a living shadow, wielding a power that answers in feathers, darkness, and echoes of the dead. Each kill pulls him deeper into the Hollow - a realm that grants strength but always demands more.

But the cult is only the surface.

Something unseen is guiding them.

Something that has begun to notice Quincy.

As the city turns on its unseen protector and the darkness tightens its hold, Quincy must decide how much of himself he can surrender...

before there's nothing left to save.

In Veyrith, darkness is a weapon.

And every feather has a cost.