Väinaa Idle

Väinaa is a country of the dead, and you are walking through it.
You start on The Pale Shore with nothing. What you find, you keep. What you
kill, you take from. The app doesn't need to be open — time away earns
experience, jewels, herbs and dungeon keys, and they're waiting when you
come back.
The Campaign
A long road through drowned and buried places. The Old Fen. The Mourning
Chapel. The Crow Fields. The Bone Marsh. Thirty zones, each one further from
anywhere you would want to be, and each one ending with something that has
been waiting for you.
The Awakening
Past the first zone the blood tells you what you have been all along.
Ihminen, the human, simply better at all of it. Vainaja, the undead, who
takes life from what it wounds. Haltija, the elf, who calls fire, cold and
lightning. You can accept what you're given or refuse it and choose. It is
permanent either way.
Dungeons
Keys open them, and every key names its own door: a depth, and one of
physical, fire, cold or lightning. Four rooms, and whatever is waiting in
the fifth.
The Pit
It only goes down. Each floor is worse than the last and pays better for it.
You carry your wounds with you, so how far you get is decided long before
you stop.
Guilds
Others are down here too. Join a guild, talk, and every weekend Väinaa itself surfaces,
one boss for the whole server, with every guild cutting at it separately.
Guilds are ranked on the damage they do to it.
Gear
This is where the game actually lives. No classes: twenty-two skills, a deep
affix system, and a build that comes out of what you choose to wear.
Reroll it, enchant it, stamp unique effects onto it, and feed it essences
until it stops having a ceiling.
Nothing is summoned. There is one of you, and whatever you are wearing.
Free to play, and nothing sold is gear or a shortcut.