Nil Pygmy, the planet where no life treads.
A tiny speck of dust floating in the majestic domains of The Chromatic Cosmos where the light of Eight graces its being with power and prosperity. Except here where if not for the great Cartographer Lanmage of the Azure Empire having lost a bet and was forced to traverse the edges of Chromatic Cosmos, no one would know the existence of this place.
Granted the name Nil Pygmy, meaning small speck, every major power in the Chromatic Cosmos rushed for it as it is such a unique wonder where no ray of light from the Eight divines grace the barren planet. Even so, their search turned to be in vain as for a thousand years of scouring the planet nothing came up.
A point came where the majority of the nobility of various empires voted to annihilate Nil Pygmy to smithereens by hosting a tournament of the most powerful blessed of each divine as a form of worship. Which would have happened if not for the appearance of a God-corpse of antiquity showing up in the Voided fault line near the Red-Star sea of the Chromatic Cosmos.
This attracted every being to turn their gazes away from the uninteresting disappointment called Nil Pygmy. As expected of a planet abandoned by the grace of the Eight divines, it is nothing more than a ruin, an example of what lies beyond the edge of the Chromatic Cosmos, a gap where no bridge can be erected and no light can be observed. What lies beyond the edges of the blessed domains is something that their future selves will consider, as of now the path to ascend above godhood is what the Eight divines and their respective devotees are interested in and Nil Pygmy nor the edges of the Chromatic Cosmos was not of any importance as of now.
Howling gales echo throughout Nil Pygmy, After a thousand years, a barren place filled with the mightiest of yestermillenia's explorers is now only a forgotten dwarf of rock enveloped in a freezing atmosphere.
Hidden beneath its surface, a peculiar underground mountain range stands proudly, its peaks almost scratching the surface, like claws waiting to tear it apart. What was rushed for madly, and what was ignored for two millenniums, was in fact hiding an ancient secret. Hidden beneath its mountain ranges was a pathway of steps with a lantern post every 9 km, there are eight of these lanterns and each flame is of a different color representing each of the Eight divines, respectively Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Purple, Black, and lastly White.
After passing the lantern which is lit with a White flame one would notice a half courtyard with walls full of murals, a huge and wide bowl in its center, and a huge door behind the bowl. The bowl emits warmth in the courtyard and is filled with bones that seem to be crackling, each crackle releasing a hushed roar of despair. The murals depict Eight beings, 4 on each side of the courtyard and each being pointing to the door.
On the right side of the door shows a Red Horned-Fish charging to the door, an Orange-Bearded Dwarf hammering the door, a Yellow-haired Elf with a golden-glowing fist punching at the door, and a Black-Tongued frog licking the door.
On the left side of the door is a Green Cat clawing at the door, a Purple-eyed Goat Ramming its horns at the door, a Blue Dragon breathing fire at the door, and a White-Knight with a Silver blade slashing at the door.
Each figure representing the Eight divines, if any of the devotees of these divines discovered these murals, no doubt they will destroy them as it is blasphemous to depict the Eight divines in such a predicament where they seem to be joining forces to fight whatever is beyond the door.
And Beyond that door lies a Large Skeleton wearing an obsidian Crown fitted with a drowsy eye at the center and a veil flowing over covering the Skeleton's skull down to its bony hands that are caressing its belly...
Yes... it's belly...