“The game on the Scorchy Desert is simple: Runner Souls start in the center, and have to run, crawl and suffer their way out of it, to cleanse their souls. The edges of the Desert are many human lifetimes beyond the horizon. Sadistic Fata Morgana visions tempt the runners, sometimes trapping them for weeks/months/years before vanishing one night, leaving only deep demonic scars as proof of their deception. Fake desert edges, friends, lovers and companions are given and taken away in an instant, in the maddening laughter of the Vision's disappearance. The Runner remains burned and tainted on the Scorchy sands, each time holding more rage, less hope, less sanity, but never dying.
The infernal machine depicted is a whole story unto itself, which I've had to remove if I hoped to keep this image off the adult content filter. Just be aware that the insides are very gory and filthy and take a LONG time to get out of :)”