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Sneak Peek (May 19)
🕑 Added 2021-05-19 15:40:09 +0000 UTCThe noise of bones breaking, metal clanking and souls wailing assaults your ears, but they are all drown out by the roar of the tornado.
Like a immense whirlpool with you as the center and source, you can say even Chamion would be impressed by its magnitude, it rivals even the biggest sea maelstrom. The mixed concoction of feelings functions as the conflicting tides, it disturbs what should've been an otherwise calm and placid blackened current.
With enormous dark tendrils pushing against the walls the darkness roars, like a beast that was denied freedom for far to long, it aches to consume every particle of light foolish enough to enter its gravitational field, much like a black hole, however the black hole is anything but empty. The living shadow is the absence of all matter, a piece of the dark veil surrounding Hylaria from all sides, like a sluggish voided ocean hugging a piece of rock floating lazily in its waters.
You yearn to be free.
