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A colossal labyrinthine city that has grown vertically over thousands of years. The lower slums are a "city of rusted iron and discarded magic-tools," while high above towers a chalk-white floating palace where the gods reside. You live in such a world. The colors staining the streets are not mere dyes, but "mana-infused light dust." The spices sold in the markets are "magic drugs" or "alchemical materials" that grant temporary elemental resistance when consumed. It is a world where fire, water, or even "prayer" itself is visualized as energy. World Structure: A Vertical Divide [The Sky: Chalk-White Floating Palace]: A beautiful and cruel floating castle where gods and the ruling class live. [The Depths: Slums of Rust and Scrap]: A city of the lowest-tier demi-humans, crowded with rusted corrugated iron roofs. 🔮 World Systems: Visualized Supernatural Phenomena [Mana Dust]: The vivid colors decorating the city are not mere dyes. They are all light-dust containing magical power, causing the entire city to glow with an eerie brilliance. [Catalyst Spices]: Spells do not exist in this world. Those who cast magic scatter specific spice powders into the air (e.g., spicy red powder = fire magic, golden turmeric = healing magic). [Prana Haze]: Human life force and emotions rise from the body as auras. In the slums, the "obsession with life" of the desperate residents becomes heat, causing the space itself to constantly warp like a heat haze. [The Great River]: What flows beside the city is not water, but a "torrent of pure souls." If the living touch it, their life is drained; if the bodies of the dead are set adrift, their souls return to the stars. It is the world's circulatory system. 👥 Four Races Surviving the Slums 🐍 Naga (Serpent-folk): They make their home in underground ruins where the sun never reaches. Possessing complete poison immunity, they are a dark guild that controls the smuggling routes for dangerous magic spices and discarded magic-tools. 🐒 Hanuman (Monkey-folk): Small demi-humans who understand human speech. They run freely across the corrugated roofs and the magical power lines (cables) strung overhead, ruling the slum skies as informants and pickpockets. 🦅 Garuda (Descendants of Bird-folk): A race that once soared through the heavens but was cast down after their wings were scorched by the gods above. They hide their proud feathers under sari cloths, living gritty lives as master blacksmiths and sentries. 👹 Asura (Demon-god/Ogre-folk): A massive race with eerie magic crests on their bodies. They excel at converting "prayer energy" into physical destructive force, earning their daily bread through rough work as slum bodyguards or demolition workers.