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Sea av Rädsla; Realm of Nightmare
Topic Started: Sep 14 2011, 12:59 AM (251 Views)
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Mardröm seemed to shimmer into his realm. As of the moment it was barren... of anything at all. Complete nothingness. He closed his eyes and visualized what he wanted his realm to be. An ocean. A raging ocean of blood-like liquid despair so deep and potent, only those who have completely conquered their fears would be able to remain sane. 200 feet above the surface of the endless ocean, a floating landmass hovers. spiraling around the landmass are small 'stepping stones' that lead down to the ocean. Instead of rock and dirt, the land is made up of screaming, bloody, and mutilated bodies of demons. Atop the landmass, a castle sat. The castle's height went on indefinitely. It's unfathomable walls darker than the darkest of blacks. It's make-up indeterminable. Within the castle sat a black throne that looked as though it were made up of clouds or smoke of some sort. Throughout the castle there were rooms. Rooms for those who were able to conquer their fear and make it to the castle.

"Yes... this is precisely what I want."

Mardröm opened his eyes and watched the world he had just envisioned form before his very eyes. The ocean spread out over what was now the bottom of his realm. Out of the ocean, bits of bodies flew up and merged together to form the land. Out of the land, the castle sprouted like vines climbing up an invisible cylinder.

He stood back and looked over his creation. It was beautiful, but it seemed off. It needed more fear. Suddenly, he exclaimed "Ah!". And closed his eyes briefly once more. As he opened them, a deep purple fog spread over the ocean. Within the fog, shapes twisted and faded while cackling maliciously.

After admiring his work, he glided towards his castle, and sat down in his throne.
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