Standard
$20
The Founder
- Early access key at first playable build
- Founder's name in the in-game credits
- Digital field journal — prose & art — at launch
Projekt
Amethyst
Enter the city of Ticonderoga
A frozen mountain city tears itself apart over iridescent ore, five powers want control, and the Veil is wearing thin. Every bargain, every favor, and every drawn blade has its weight on the scales of fate. And there is only one man able to defuse the situation.
The City
Ticonderoga, locked in an endless winter
Stone and timber climb impossibly steep cliffs, stitched together by wrought-iron bridges, tunnels, and ancient cable cars. Warm taverns glow in the lower wards; cold moonlight rules the heights; iridescent lampposts burn violet-white along the switchbacks, their Art Nouveau ironwork curling like vines around the glass. The mines below keep glowing; the salons above keep smiling; and in the high passes, travelers still leave milk for the woman who dances in the snow.
Flint has been called to the city: a negotiator with a sword, useful to the Empire, obedient to no office. Every power broker believes he can be aimed at someone else. The Church says nothing — its silence is the loudest thing in the city — and behind the warmest doors, elegant men are already deciding whose blood will buy another winter.
They call him Flint. Flint, Warden of the Twilight. Flint, the Ascendant Arbiter. Flint, the Man with Iridescent Blood. Flint, the Man in White. Flint, the Avatar of Silent Fury. Judgment Incarnate.
So how will you presume? Will you dare? Will you dare disturb the universe?
What You Do
Plan the mission. Survive the consequence.
- I.
The Swedish cavalry sword
Deliberate, high-stakes duels — cuts, thrusts, guards, parries, counters — staged as authored encounters, not waves of mobs. Veil-pressure bends the timing, but never replaces the blade.
- II.
The negotiation board
A strategy ritual before each mission. Your choices set patrol pressure, faction heat, and the ground you will have to fight on if talk fails.
- III.
Stealth & puzzle infiltration
Read the city, time the patrols, work the cable cars and catacombs. Every objective has more than one way in, and every way in leaves a mark.
- IV.
Faction reputation
Play five powers against one another — Commission, Conglomerate, Council City, Mountain Folk, and Underworld. Every favor you take closes a door you didn't know you wanted open.
- V.
Volatile encounters
Talk, bribe, present evidence, intimidate — or draw steel. Most rooms can go several ways. None forget which way you chose.
Beneath all of it runs a tragedy engine: victories sour, friendships become evidence, and the systems that felt like control turn out to be the machinery of collapse.
The Voice
Read a page before you trust a screenshot
A passage from the prologue, unedited. This is the bar every scene, every cut, and every line of code has to clear.
From the prologue prose
He dreams of her again. She runs through the woods, she turns into the leaves and disappears into the wind, and this occurs on and on. She leads him into a cave and in the cave he finds a bear. A great, scarred bear with hungry eyes and mournful cries. The bear lunges at him and he finds himself floating among the stars and he sees blood dripping from him and it turns the leaves below red. But it's not painful. He sees her again and this time she is a fluttering butterfly. The butterfly lands on his hand and he feels a sting.
“Real monsters, the old man says. No ordinary beasts, no big bears, no big man-eating cats. Monsters with impenetrable hides and eyes those of the devil.”Chapter Ⅰ: The Owl
Written First
Directed by a writer
Projekt Amethyst began with Character. Because with No character, there is no story. And Flint began as a wandering ronin, a man with no name. And then the question became, is he man or is he myth? Is he fate or is he consequence? And what if a cold, cold man was offered a place by the fire?
— Logan Maxwell, writer & director
Plainly
Paying now is a risk. We'd rather say so.
A paid waitlist this early is a real risk for you, and we won't pretend otherwise. But a paid waitlist is a stronger signal than a click. It tells us this world is worth building carefully.
Every paid member turns a hope into a budget — and de-risks the work for the next person who joins. You are not buying a promise. You are making one possible, and putting your name among the people who did.
The Founding Waitlist
Three editions, one city
Most chosen
Collector's
$50
The Collector
- Everything in The Founder
- The illustrated prose folio, including the prologue
- World-bible excerpts, released as they're written
- The director's development letters
Priority Collector's
$125
The Patron
- Everything in The Collector
- Earliest access, ahead of every other tier
- Your name held for the first numbered physical edition
- A standing line to the director's desk
And would it have been worth it, after all,
After the cups, the marmalade, the tea,
Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me,
Would it have been worth while,
To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
To have squeezed the universe into a ball
To roll it towards some overwhelming question,
To say: “I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all”—
If one, settling a pillow by her head
Should say: “That is not what I meant at all;
That is not it, at all.”
T. S. Eliot, “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”