Nemoria chuckled to herself as she walked through the portal, and it closed behind her, but that was where the laugh ended. She walked over to a swing that was made from bones, and it hung from a dead and twisted tree that sat on a cliff. Below was constant fighting, pain, and sadness, but above all, there was the darkness of the Living Shadows. These were Nemoria's personal shades that moved among the chaos to collect the Negative Energy, slowly becoming more immense.
Nemoria sat down in the swing and began to softly rock as she looked down at the sleeping girl in her arms. "You will be the key to everything, my dear," Nemoria whispered, then she leaned back and continued to rock as she looked out over her dark domain with a satisfied smirk.
