Post-Speed: Drive for Blood
You’re in a post-Lovecraftian world. A Bloodservant behind the wheel of a cursed chariot. The quota isn’t a suggestion — miss it, and it’s your blood on the line. Clinking coins upgrade your ride: faster, tougher, deadlier.
Post-Speed: Drive for Blood
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n a post-Lovecraftian wasteland, you are a Bloodhauler.
Your machine — heavy, armored, and fitted with a spiked grinder — rolls into the fog.
You crush, slice, and tear through monsters. Blood hits the hood, floods the road.
You’re not here for glory — you're here to fill the quota.
You haul back gallons of blood. It’s offloaded. Coins clink.
You spend them on upgrades: tougher armor, a meaner engine, sharper steel.
All to survive the next run — and meet the next quota.
Then it’s back into the unknown. New zones to explore. Rarer beasts to hunt.
Your machine — heavy, armored, and fitted with a spiked grinder — rolls into the fog.
You crush, slice, and tear through monsters. Blood hits the hood, floods the road.
You’re not here for glory — you're here to fill the quota.
You haul back gallons of blood. It’s offloaded. Coins clink.
You spend them on upgrades: tougher armor, a meaner engine, sharper steel.
All to survive the next run — and meet the next quota.
Then it’s back into the unknown. New zones to explore. Rarer beasts to hunt.
