ODÙRÀ
Myth. Power. Futurism.
A feudal world where peace is brokered through blood, where alien gods are mythologized as Òrìṣà, and where a single forbidden birth can shatter an empire.
Myth. Power. Futurism.
A feudal world where peace is brokered through blood, where alien gods are mythologized as Òrìṣà, and where a single forbidden birth can shatter an empire.
Odùrà is a continent-world of rugged terrain and ancient dominions—where clans rule through lineage, ritual, and the careful choreography of marriage alliances.
The gods of Odùrà are not simply spirits. They are visitors—alien races who have frequented this world for millennia, leaving behind relics and technologies beyond Odùrà’s understanding.
Peace is maintained through blood ties… until blood itself becomes the weapon.
Sound is communion. It is memory carried in rhythm, coded prayer in vibration—how the gods whisper, how peace is negotiated, how spirits are called into the present.
Explore The Sound →The blade is verdict. It ends debate, seals betrayal, crowns rulers, and opens the gates to war. In Odùrà, violence is never random—it is ritualized inheritance.
Explore The Blade →The ruling house that holds the crown through sacred lineage, political marriages, and the myth of divine right.
Visit House →Warrior-engineers and forge-lords who shape masks, blades, and relic-iron said to channel ancestral power.
Visit House →Keepers of Ìrò—musicians, listeners, and diplomats who interpret god-whispers and preserve the peace.
Visit House →A house of quiet wars—spies, tacticians, and oath-binders who move history with unseen hands.
Visit House →Fighters bound by ritual scars and unbreakable vows—guardians of borders where rebellion is born.
Visit House →A shadowed lineage exiled from court—rumored to carry a blood anomaly the empire tried to erase.
Visit House →A daughter promised for peace carries a secret—an affair with the son of an enemy lineage.
The Emperor weakens. The court fractures. The gods linger too close, and their gifts come with unseen costs.
In the womb, a child forms unlike any born before—an omen that could ignite every house into open war.
Read the War of Succession →