Where FORGED is the truth, FERAL is the fever dream. A dark epic where the monster doesn't come from the ruins outside — it lives in the cathedral of the mind, wearing a man like a coat. The city has already fallen. What crawls out of the ash is something older than the stories.
“It did not feel like him. It felt like something was wearing him, the way a man wears a coat. And that something, surely, had a name. He was feral. Pure animal — or so it felt, and the feeling was most of it.”