Darkness…

Tick. Tock.

Tick. Tock

Darkness… everywhere…

Tick. Tock

All consuming

Tick. Tock.

All defiling.

Tick. Tock

All devouring.

Tick. Tock

He is the only other in this corrupted plane of his.

The only one, who could have wrought such catastrophic events upon the fruit of creation.

Tick. Tock

He is unmoving. He is unmovable.

Tick. Tock

He is the conqueror. The defiler. The devourer. The consumer.

Tick. Tock.

And I stand within his power, within his kingdom, within his plane… I stand covered in his sickly and twisted sense of love.

Tick. Tock.

His many eyes observe me despite their lack of move-

Tick. Tock.

…

…

…

…He just moved.

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…

Well… shit.