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Within the depths of a dark labyrinth, a blue skinned man floated in midair, looking at an enormous ancient artifact, a construction of the gods beginning to process the several tons of Blood Crystals he had extracted from the Bone Mountains. A smile surged in his face as he saw the crystals being triturated and then turned into fresh liquid Miasma, which began to pour over a large pool.
"It is working, this artifact is pretty good at the creation of Miasma! To think I would find it in this abandoned Labyrinth. I might as well make it my new home from now on." He said with a smile, as he began to touch the miasmic pool, absorbing its entire contents while more and more miasma was produced.
