Domain of the Broken Mind

You didn’t choose the divine. It chose you.

A whispering fragment of an illithid’s shattered mind fused itself to yours—and from that strange bond, power flows. Is this faith? Are you hearing the voice of your God? Or, is this a psionic infestation twisted into divine expression.

Clerics of the Domain of the Broken Mind serve a parasite, not a patron. Their “divine” magic is a corruption of normal channeling—made unstable, prophetic, and dangerous. They cloud minds, fracture thoughts, and bend sanity itself using psionic echoes passed down from the larva that burrowed too deep and broke apart.

This is not worship.

This is a communion with madness—and the clarity that follows.

- from the publisher's blurb