In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
On the brink of collapse, the universe holds its breath in anticipation. Of restoration? Of destruction? It is up to individuals like yourself to decide.
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The pathway leading right had to be the way. What kind of idiot follows a sign leading to "treats" in a villain's house? Treat had to be a trick, which meant Trick had to be the way.
A few feet down the path, the stone coloring on the wall changed to a deep violet. Everything- the walls, the ceiling, the floor- violet. Oddly, the path seemed to be lit somehow, as though the walls themselves glowed with black-light, causing anything white in the passage lo light up like a ghost.
Every several feet, there were little alcoves in the walls, wherein stood pedestals. Upon those pedestals were statues of varying creatures. These alcoves with their monster busts seemed to be evenly spaced; eight, four on each side. The path ahead, beyond the alcoves ends with a spiraling stone stair case to the right.
The first pair of busts- Bat the second pair of busts- Ghost The third pair of busts- Skull The fourth pair of busts- Gargoyle
(sorry. She has no want to talk.) Limber had a train.
She was surprised. She stood against the wall between the last pedestals two on one side as she waited for the two to follow her. She noticed that something about V seemed different. She didn’t know what.
The glow within the passage was disconcerting but very pretty in its own way. She’d always been fond of purple. She noted the statues and grimaced. She had a feeling that maybe; just maybe she had chosen the wrong path again. Suddenly she was glad of the company that the girl and the dog provided. Limber was overrun by a wave of irritation for not having procured a weapon before coming along. She noticed her knuckles glow against her chest but then again everything seemed to glow in this light
There had to be something. Why would she pick the worst path?
