"Camilla, are you trying to bring forward the war?"
A voice thundered over the Lake of Entropy in the Moon Realm, a plane of existence beyond Currere. A chorus of more than ten voices echoed the question, each with a distinct tone ranging from anger and puzzlement to teasing and sadness. The voices were so powerful that they caused ripples in the endless Lake of Entropy.
Suddenly, a towering tree emerged in the middle of the lake, only to start decaying as the voice spoke. Countless maggots turned into flies, which soon rotted and died, falling into the lake like dregs.
The tree transformed into a voluptuous female figure, as if a craftsman had used rotten roots to create a work of art.
