On the night of the RIFT, Nullium readings spiked beyond safe thresholds. Reactor stabilizers overloaded. A shockwave radiated outward like a collapsing lung. Space cracked open across several districts.
Witnesses described a tear in reality—light folding inward, gravity reversing, time stuttering. Entire sectors of Warpgate City were swallowed, inverted, or buried underground. The Undercity was born from the rubble of what used to be elevated urban districts.
The Syndicate vanished amid the chaos, but fragments of their technology remained. The world called the disaster THE RIFT. Many believed it was natural. Others whispered the truth: Sera warned them, but they silenced her.
The Rift wasn't a catastrophe that ended—it's a wound that never closed.
