SAVANNAH
The world was f*****g ending, and I could taste it in the air like copper pennies and burnt starlight.
Dimensional tears split reality open like wounds that wouldn't stop bleeding, each one vomiting fresh horrors into our world while the ground beneath our feet cracked and buckled under pressure that shouldn't exist in three-dimensional space. The Abyss wasn't just opening—it was manifesting, dragging pieces of itself into our reality like cosmic cancer metastasizing through healthy tissue.
And through it all, void-corruption poured like toxic rain, each drop trying to rewrite fundamental aspects of what made existence possible.
I was eating it as fast as I could, silver pathways beneath my skin blazing like liquid lightning as the Wolf That Eats the Moon consumed darkness fas
