In’Teir Hatlies Besi’fetis
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Title: In'teir Hatylies Besi'fetis
Author: Sythil 'utanu
As I stepped foot into the mouth of the Abyss, I struggled with all my might to maintain strong. It had been aeons since my last visit to this ungodly plain of insanity, and little had I expected to ever return. Yet hear, before me, stretched the Abyss in all it's dark glory. And oh how it welcomed me, oh how it wrapped me in it's arms. It welcomed me home this night, yet it did what it saught to do to all, it lept forword into my thoughts, seeking to find what I sought here within it. And so it found my plan, and so thus I felt it's embrace tighten upon me, and it tightened so that I could not breath.
My lungs gasp for air, air that could not be found within this plain. My eyes, oh my eyes, burning so horribly. Pain welcomed itself into every hidden spot my body had within it.
Then I realized something that I had feared since the beggining, something since the day I had come to realize their was an Abyss. As I watched now, my fears became so much more true to me. With great pain, and much force, I managed to keep my eyes upon the figure that stood before me. His outline was dark. By dark I do not intend to lead towards the color of blackness. No, this was dark. Nothing, yes, that is what it was. Nothing surrounded him..yet, something did. Horrific visions took control of me as my hatred for the figure burned deep within me.
This figure, this purist form of evil standing before me, was in fact...me. And behind it stood great walls. Such walls none have seen before in this realm. They thrusted upwards into the darkness, thousands upon thousands of feet tall. Nothing could compare to their stand.
Then, from the ground arose a great forest, a forst not like those of this world. No, this forest was death itself. For it was made of the flesh of those lost souls. Creatures of all shapes and sizes stretched to deformation upon the trunks. Their hands paralyzed into a haunting grasp. Cries and screams eachoed into my now bleeding ears.
Suddenly a great sound came from the walls, and a gate opened upon them. From this gate I saw movement. Such movement too. Almost like a swarm of insects seeking their new home for the season...
A great crash sounded as yet another horde came from the other side, from within the forest of death. And these two hordes crashed together forming a black cloud of chaos. The clash of metal sounded, and so did the casting of magics start. A war began as minions faught minions and demons upon demons.
Hell had turned in upon itself with sudden ease. Here I sat upon what I could only call a hill of some sort. Listening, watching, as evil turned upon evil. My how I loved the sight of it all. My ears settled their bleeding, and my eyes regained to normal. Now I sat, laughing to myself. Laughing at what now was in event. I was there, and I knew, and I controled. I was there and I was a god to them.
Then, all was quiet. A blanket of death lay upon the forest now. The armies lay still upon the ground. And I sat alone, dweling in my creation. I had come into my home at last. I had become.