This game is about two lovers named January and September.
No, wait; it's about a group of people who don't believe in the sky.
No, it's about a pantheon of scientific disciplines.
Or maybe it's about an ancient beast who knew exactly when it was going to die, and how.
It's about a place. A place called Looming.
September slowly looked at the desolate plain he was in. It was quiet, for one- nothing but the silent howls of the wind and the distant creaking of the edges of the place. He was beginning to miss January already. Still, he was to search, not be depressed. And he trod on. But his walking stopped as he passed an old pillar of some sort. On it was scrawled the word "Looming". Looming, huh…
As he moved on, up the fraying path, he noticed strange things, like gears broken down, higher pillars, sticks, and even a large cross. Birds flittered out of his path, and he got used to his surroundings soon enough. And then he began to find artifacts. These were a piece of the memories left behind- the rods of the Seecha, the tablet of the Lorem, and the bones of the "monsters", the Oarbor.
September pieced broken puzzle by broken puzzle. And soon he figured it out. What happened in Looming was…