Once trapped in linearity, Lualdi now lives its grim past, its torrential present, and its cataclysmic future all at once. Second by second, the region marches towards a seemingly inevitable apocalypse that is shrouded in enigma not for what it will do, but why. The answers to the mysteries surrounding the impending calamity may lie deeper in the reaches of time than any may expect -- and somewhere with them is the answer to if Lualdi can even be saved or if it should be abandoned to its fate. But whatever you do, do so quickly... The apocalypse will not wait for you to make up your mind.
An array of cascading falls tumble down small cliffs and form small basins filled with water. These tiny lakes are deeper than they might appear at first glance, but they have small islands dotted throughout the water. The gentleness of the falls, their roar more a low rumble, has led to a myriad of jungle plants to grow from the constant flow of water. Wherever the rocks aren't covered in moss and other vegetation, colorful graffiti can be seen through the thin mist. The graffiti mostly consists of personal tags and the occasional drawing, but elaborate conspiracy theories also make their way to the vandalized rocks of Fol Acqua Falls -- and the tendency for conspiracy-laden graffiti to vanish or be drawn over only spurs its return all the more rapidly.