A long time ago Gods ruled the earth, the horizon, the water bed. But There was a Dungeon with Fire rising from the dead. The Forgotten souls roar beyond, ahead. Their Bones anchored on the shoulders of the weak. Far ahead, To the left, screams of chaos aboard the boat smashing against the river Sith. Charon, the boat man with his infamous oar. From an eternity of souls, lost aside the tragic hour. Skulls layered and their bones hidden behind a castle, devour. Illuminated no more. Only. Purple crystal . Remember this dungeon. Oh where the devil sleeps. Mystical roots down below the vines hanging near the beginning of the Sith river. Tow headed beasts roar.

Art Collaboration by: Aeneas Middleton x Anzomez