22 Chapter 22: The King of Rot

Chapter 22: The King of Rot

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The chamber filled with eldritch green light and the air grew tense, heavy with a dark malicious energy as the shade of the woman continued to chant. Through the otherworldly gateway, a thing of nightmares crawled through. A twisted and writhing mass of black shadows, its skin oil slick and near translucent.

A thousand tiny insect like legs carried it forward towards the shade, and once in the woman’s presence, she disappeared with an exaggerated bow as she returned to the darkness from whence she had come after whispering the entities name.

“Vileaza, the King of rot.”

Chris, I hope you’re ready for a fight. This is a true monster. A creature of Pandemonium. Fel warned as I felt the wisp shift as if trying to draw more power out of the room. The tone of my Sol guide held the barest hint of dread and primal fear. A growl rose up in my throat as the fur on my back and neck rose up in hackles. Be careful.