There lives a house of ill repute. One that draws weird things to its doorstep. There is a door. Some call it the Last Door and the things that knock are not always what they seem. Once a box was made and it exists to hold all the evils of this reality. It was never meant to be opened, but prying eyes, as they are. The coven of the House of Mystery exists to welcome all guests at their door. To peek inside that box. To right the wrongs that plague this reality.
The portal city of Pan always had a tenuous position in Asia. But with all of the fractured realities seeping into this one, Pan’s portals are speeding up the process, and the city at the center has become a powder keg on the verge of collapse. This puts the Agents of Atlas—Pan’s mostly young protectors—in a dangerous spot. They’ll need to protect the people of Pan while navigating the surreality that threatens to engulf it all.
Something happened to the fabric of reality. It’s bleeding. That doesn’t make sense, but it’s happening. Something called The Beyond is bleeding into this reality, changing everything it touches. Only one thing stands between the oozing chaos and everything we know to be true: Defenders Beyond.
There’s a bar that exists in Oblivion called the Oblivion Bar. It can only be accessed by the most adept sorcerers. And drinkers. But Oblivion has another name: The Winding Way; a conduit between dimensions. It is an immense source of magical power. And it is overflowing.
Something’s not right with the Vampire Nation. Someone spliced a piece of the Tree of Shadows and planted in Vamprysk. It’s engulfing the land in the horrors that beneath the supernatural darkness and someone has to stop it.
When Man reached beyond the fabric of reality, it was snared by something unknown, pulling them into the abyss never to be seen again. Reed Richards are lost relics to time, but what if they survived?
All along the Watchtower a Martian watches over us, his eyes to the stars. And should the inhabitants of these far-flung galaxies grow restless, S.W.O.R.D. strikes. As Earth’s first line of defense against intergalactic terrorism, it’s their job to get their hands dirty to keep everyone else clean.
What lay behind the Green Door? No one knows what’s on the other side, but something beyond beckons monsters toward it. Gamma Flight’s mission is to brave the irradiated door and knock to see who answers.
The house that Reed built. It’s been decades since its founder disappeared, but the Foundation persisted; marching ever forward into the future. The mission is still the same: build a brighter future with science. No matter the cost.