Hollowlight Protocol

In a city where magic is patented, licensed, and occasionally weaponized by idiots, being a Guild-certified Fixer is about survival, not heroics.

Rowan Lorant thought joining the Hollowlight Guild would mean steady contracts and a fast track to glory. Instead, he’s cleaning up after forgotten experiments, dodging unstable mana ghosts, and trying not to trigger the kinds of contracts that explode—literally—if you screw up.

Beneath the shattered skyline and rotting arcology spires, the city's oldest secrets are starting to stir. And when magic burns hotter than common sense, even the best Fixers can end up as another name on a very long casualty report.

Welcome to Hollowlight. Hope you bought your own resurrection plan.