11-28-2019, 08:16 PM
In a distant land known as Agartha, Deep into the depths of the grounds where the blood of old wars was spilled on its soil. fueling an entity that created its own spiritual realm titled the dungeons of the depths. a world twisted and false where souls who died there manifested into the dungeon entrance not remembering anything or just a scrap of their memories former self.
Yet the realm could be deemed similar to the real world yet nobody could escape through the mists that were behind the dungeon's entrance. always appearing back at the entrance.
The dungeon's almost seemed endless when traversing through it but the dungeons were far from safe the upper levels by the entrance was the safest to be the lost souls trapped trying to survive and prevent dying as some said if they died in this place their soul fed the entity that had control over this place.
Yet magic was barely even functioned for powerful magi that entered that place but discovered.. a new horrid way of magic. They discovered Hex tables. where to learn this magic they had to do rituals that sometimes required a sacrifice.
Those who delved deep into this strange art became Warlocks and priests around this magic claiming it was their salvation and some viewed it as wrong or heretical in their own ways.
As those warlocks could trap the souls of the fallen they either killed or died by the hands of others in soul stones. to sacrifice them too the hex tables.. yet feeding the entity in return for wicked magic not seen in the material world.
Yet something strange occurred in this spiritual realm a disturbance as the dungeon started to crumble and shake as it's lower depths echoed an sound so maddening the trapped souls seemed to have vanished or died.
As a horrid entity rose from the collapsed dungeon the so-called god of this realm claimed it broke free to those he deemed worthy to ascend with him into the material world
But when they thought to ascend and step with their feet into the living world on the ground of Agartha again with their master.
That was not the case.
The so-called remains of this entity were warped and send to a faraway land called esshar too cause a new dungeon formed deep into the soil where many has died.
The fallen kingdom of rhoynur.
As he has risen from the depths trying too influence the disgruntled mortals in whispers of alluring maddening promises.
Do you hear those sweet promises too of the risen god of the depths?
Feeling its hurting heart of emptiness and its revived kingdom of its own in its spiritual realm of the former dungeons?
Will you accept him? Like you accept yourself?
Yet the realm could be deemed similar to the real world yet nobody could escape through the mists that were behind the dungeon's entrance. always appearing back at the entrance.
The dungeon's almost seemed endless when traversing through it but the dungeons were far from safe the upper levels by the entrance was the safest to be the lost souls trapped trying to survive and prevent dying as some said if they died in this place their soul fed the entity that had control over this place.
Yet magic was barely even functioned for powerful magi that entered that place but discovered.. a new horrid way of magic. They discovered Hex tables. where to learn this magic they had to do rituals that sometimes required a sacrifice.
Those who delved deep into this strange art became Warlocks and priests around this magic claiming it was their salvation and some viewed it as wrong or heretical in their own ways.
As those warlocks could trap the souls of the fallen they either killed or died by the hands of others in soul stones. to sacrifice them too the hex tables.. yet feeding the entity in return for wicked magic not seen in the material world.
Yet something strange occurred in this spiritual realm a disturbance as the dungeon started to crumble and shake as it's lower depths echoed an sound so maddening the trapped souls seemed to have vanished or died.
As a horrid entity rose from the collapsed dungeon the so-called god of this realm claimed it broke free to those he deemed worthy to ascend with him into the material world
But when they thought to ascend and step with their feet into the living world on the ground of Agartha again with their master.
That was not the case.
The so-called remains of this entity were warped and send to a faraway land called esshar too cause a new dungeon formed deep into the soil where many has died.
The fallen kingdom of rhoynur.
As he has risen from the depths trying too influence the disgruntled mortals in whispers of alluring maddening promises.
Do you hear those sweet promises too of the risen god of the depths?
Feeling its hurting heart of emptiness and its revived kingdom of its own in its spiritual realm of the former dungeons?
Will you accept him? Like you accept yourself?
[[ old old lore of another place thats not canon but many writing mistakes tho http://spires.pixel-realms.net/forums/sh...p?tid=5511 ]]