Docked Realms seal

Act I

Docked Realms

A semi-idle auto-battler drawn from Sumerian myth: bind ancient souls and hold a strip torn from the laws of the gods.

Coming soon to Steam
Open the strip

The Opening

What broke off from the Me

  1. Nammu, the first sea, gave birth to two children joined as one: Anu, the sky, and Ki, the earth; when Enlil, the wind, pulled them apart, Anu wept, and from the tears that fell to the ground Enki was born.

  2. The three siblings divided the world and bound how everything would work to rules called the Me.

  3. The three siblings

    • Anu King of the Sky
    • Enlil Lord of the Storm
    • Enki Lord of the Abzu
  4. But in a serpent's attack a piece broke off from these rules, fell between the worlds, and became a thin strip called the Docked Realm.

  5. On this strip time flows slowly, and heroes do not age.

  6. When the gods could not take back the broken piece, they bound six ancient souls here; to push back the chaos and mend the Me, they are now yours to command.

The first three

They do not age. They do not leave.

The gods could not take back the broken piece. Instead, they bound ancient souls here. On the Fallen Strip, the first three awaken.

What leaks through

Chaos seeps in

Chaos seeps in through the broken rules. Soldiers of clay march; the dead of the reeds rise.

Four acts

The road down the strip

The souls must pass through four acts.

  1. I Act I

    The Fallen Strip

    Where the piece first fell between the worlds. Clay walks here, and the reeds do not stay dead.

  2. II Sealed

    The Abzu Shore

    On the Abzu Shore, Kur opens: the mouth of the underworld.

  3. III Sealed

    The Anzu Aerie

    In the Anzu Aerie roams Anzu, its chain snapped. It is the storm bird that once stole the tablet of the Me.

  4. IV Sealed

    The Torn Me

    At the bottom of the Torn Me, the echo of Tiamat stirs. It is the memory of the first sea; it has not forgotten the time when the sky was not yet parted from the earth.

On the strip

The strip brushes against the places where people leave their computers on.

At the edge of forgetting, the war never ends.

One day the Me will be whole again. Until then, the strip keeps leaking.