Ominous stood alone in the brightly lit chamber, the heart of his grand design before him. This chamber was nested deep within his realm, so profound that the core of the demi-plane took the shape of a small golden star. The colossal form of the Titan Lord, a being of unparalleled might, lay suspended in the center of the core. The air was thick with anticipation as he contemplated the monumental ritual that was about to unfold.
Drawing upon his vast knowledge of abyssal magic and his newfound understanding of the abyss, Ominous began the incantations. Dark and intricate abyssal runes hung in the air, pulsating with energy. He had learned to harness the essence of the abyss itself, and now it was time to use that power.
