Dishonored: The Heretic of Whitecliff

You are an Overseer, or were. Framed for a crime you never committed, you were branded with the Heretic's Brand and tossed to the streets of Whitecliff despite your unwavering loyalty and years of service. Alone and ostracized, you plotted your revenge against those who framed you. With a broken Overseer mask as your calling card, you struck fear to the underground leaders of Whitecliff.

Little did you know that you would soon be a caught in the middle of a dangerous game of all. A power struggle between the Head Overseer of Whitecliff, and the High Overseer of Dunwall that would define the future of the Empire.

Whitecliff, the city of the pious, now broken and tattered. The Industrial District is led by a vicious man who kept the factories on a tight leash. The harbor and slums are ruled by a gang of thugs who even the Navy fears. Corrupted Overseers patrolled the city, ruling from the shadows with their iron grasp. Civil unrest spreads all over Whitecliff, waiting for a single spark of rebellion. Will your path of vengeance liberate the fallen city, or will you burn it to the ground?

Either way, it would be interesting to see how your story unfolds. I will be watching you very closely, Heretic.

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Hi guys, this is my very first work on Wattpad. I've always liked Dishonored and I'm very stoked on its sequel (can't wait to play as Emily!). Anyway, I've written this fan-fiction for a while now and decided to finally publish it on Wattpad. It's set four years before the event of Dishonored so you can take it as a prequel to the game (or not, my writing sucks anyway). I'll try to make this story intersect as much as possible with the story of the game. Anyways, update will be given weekly. Comments and votes are very much appreciated. Enjoy guys!

All rights and reserve including the cover image of Dishonored belongs to Arkane and Bethesda Studio. I do not own any of them.

Contains a few offensive language, mild suggestive themes, and alcohol