A chilling gust whipped through the ravine, carrying with it the echoes of a mad storm. Beneath the swirling clouds above, Stiklar's wrath unleashed with a ferocity that matched any seen before. Mountains lay in ruin, shattered by the sheer force of his anger. The cause of this tsunami of destruction thor was a mystery. Some rumored of an ancient
Stream of Luscious Destruction
A whisper travels on the breeze, a tale spun from caramel lies and acrimonious truths. It speaks of a current, its waters glinting with the temptation of bliss. But within its depths lurks a venom, a deceptive lure that promises glory at the cost of souls. They say those who fall in its current are forever ensnared by the current's grip, their live