The void/gloom/abyss yawns before us, a chasm of unending darkness that devours/consumes/swallows all light. The creatures/beings/monstrosities within are born of shadow/fear/despair, their forms/shapes/appearances twisted by eternity/timelessness/oblivion. They hanker/crave/lust for the warmth of living souls/hearts/spirits, and their touch/pre… Read More

The shadowed halls reek of the scent of incense but decay. Flickering flames illuminate glyphs etched across the damp walls, these twisted designs pulsing with an unseen might. A circle of robed figures chant in a tongue lost, every voices harsh. The air crackles with anticipation. This eve, the ritual takes hold. A goat, bound and gagge… Read More

Upon the ravaged plains of world, where broken earth stretches to oblivion, a symphony of chaos unfurls. The Slaughtered Few marches, a tide of savagewrath. Each step resonates with the rhythm of butchery, a macabre celebration to their twisted faith. {Their banners flap like the wings of demons, each bearing the {grim insignia o… Read More