103 Not A Hero

Inside of the enormous storm around the Reef, all manner of hell had been raised. The entire landscape had changed; what had once been a frigid, rocky coast had turned into something else — an unrecognizable hellscape.

The blackened skies above crackled and wildly churned in pain as they spewed noxious fumes. Immense, terrifying cyclones formed out of the poisonous smog dotted the land, bringing with them the plague, chaos, and death.

In return, a new form of life had arisen from the deceased land.

Alien eyes formed of pulsating flesh had grown out of the dead earth and covered the land. Giant, lumbering shadows — some taller than mountains — made out of unknown energy crawled around the hellscape in search of prey. Even the mindless Infested larvae dared not to cross their path out of instinctive fear…