Her beauty
is deadly

Behind every elegant kill is a combat system built on timing, tools, and choice.

Tsarevna is a story-driven action adventure featuring elegant ballet-inspired hack’n’slash combat in a dark world of Slavic fantasy.

Every soul carries a story

Upyr

"Remember how the headman wouldn’t let us bury those robbers? Well, my wife passed by that very oak — and there was no one there! Just empty nooses swinging. She ran to the headman — and found him hanging from the rafters. With his whole family, all in a row, neat as can be, and gutted like piglets…" — a drunk stablehand

Upyrs are those who found no peace. They died before their time, neither buried in earth nor given to flame — and so their souls remain trapped in dead bodies. Upyrs wander between worlds: neither alive nor dead; casting no reflection, leaving no shadow. They torment the living and drink warm blood — in a futile attempt to quell the cold that gnaws at them from within.

Upyr Voevoda

“Had me a dog — well, he took a notion one night to bark at a passerby. Who knew it was a dead voevoda walkin'?... Now I ain’t got no dog, no roof and no legs left…”
– Street beggar

Once slain on the battlefield, the Upyr Voevoda strives to reclaim his glory buried with him. His blows are filled with fury, and a single glance from him strikes terror into the lesser undead. Voevoda`s cursed soul knows no peace, and his bloodied spear is doomed to meet warm insides of the living.

Soothsayer Crow

"When a woman quickens with child, drive all crows from your home. Lest it may be no crow, but a hag-soothsayer: blink, and she'll steal the babe right from the womb. And the woman will birth but straw, sand and frogs."
– Folk superstition

Soothsayer Crows are accursed, born witches, fiercely protective of the thickets and caves they inhabit, and they bring death to any human who dares tread there. They are said to steal gold, jewels, and even unborn infants, but there is something else you should fear – their thirst for fresh meat.

Upyr Volkhv

"Don't go into the deep woods, lasses. There stands a shrine – a deaf, forgotten one, where an old volkhv once dwelled. They buried him under a pine, but he's still restless… He stirs up devils, plagues the cattle, devours dogs. Don't go, lasses – or he'll lap up your blood too."
— Mad old woman

In life, this priest of Veles feared old age — so he drank the blood of others and cast curses to prolong his years. For this, he died a tormenting death, rotting alive, and Veles denied his soul peace. Now he is a sentient ghoul, a volkhv whose thirst for immortality and power only grows stronger with each passing day.

Journey from the fabled island of Buyan to the heavenly realm of Iriy, exploring lands forever scarred by a long-forgotten cataclysm. Encounter creatures, gods, and forgotten powers drawn from Slavic folklore as you uncover the stories that shaped the kingdom's fate.

Underground Tsardom

Stronghold of Koshchei

Buyan

Caves of the Dead

Iriy

Hub

We're a small, independent team who love games, animation, and storytelling. Tsarevna is where all of that comes together. Every battle, every character, every corner of this world is something we've poured ourselves into, because we believe the best worlds come from creativity, craft, and genuine care for the details.

We're always around as we build it- sharing progress, listening to feedback, and shaping the story together with you. Come say hi and follow along.