[NARRATOR: Carl G Brooks]
In the eye of infinity,
beauty within scorn rose to power.
An ancient symbol of archival fell from grace, the IRIS. Collapsing its primordial abode. Scorching past through many dying stars through the realm of Hithaföl light years away and bursting through the shadows of space from its abode.
It set course to plummet on a doomed planetary system, The Depths. Created to be destroyed, trialed against their bubble of infinity. Its star, The Great Beyond has died, and the vast baron planes were set to sink into the hollow void of space, clutched by an ominous overseer of this desolate coffin.
A charcoal prince with ruby rings and scorching red eyes, tears trickling down to his fingers, beholds the now descended emblem. It recorded pasts and presents, to become infinity's resource for the becoming untouched. Blasting across the blackness of infinity reigns two vigilantes from the same birth place of the IRIS.
Father Tyrant and Lady Fate, both making conquest with the help of many lost and tortured souls walking these grounds, "The Collapse". Standing 25 feet tall, jagged and morbid darkness shrouds their nervous systems, seemingly born from their realm on the other side, Yondrathöl.
Atop the mountain, Tyrant and Fate climbed before meeting face to face with the charcoal prince himself, Vyson Pavavorey, surrounded by several distinguishable Collapses sporting protective armoury. A brave fight was fought, the blood lay waste to the castle walls, and there lay the bitter and punished prince.
Before he is banished to the nothingness known as the Damned, a lightless and blank stare through Vegala's bubble, Vyson heeds a warning of beasts rising once again, feeding off the light that will soon be reborn. He is henceforth denied his ground and thrown away to the damned, not to be heard of again.
Tyrant made a solemn vow to restore the Great Beyond, harness the IRIS's full potential and protect the Depths from further peril. Centuries pass, societies were born, and a thousand years of peace befell. The Collapsed would soon become the Onyx Colony, sported with armour and weaponry forged from Pergaprime castle and harnessing arcane like power.
They are sent to the borderline to draw energy from their beloved star, which in turn was harnessed to control their next host on the other side of Hithaföl's realm, on their connected planet called Nadoria.
But one thousand years later, the foreboded myth became a reality.
Dark matter of sentience swooped from the rip in space, paradigm worms came to suck the life dry from the Depths to grow stronger, become many beasts in unison before becoming its ultimate form, the Mothohive. An abomination colonised of these paradigm worms in their fullest form, it became an unfathomable threat to all.
Tyrant and Fate escorted several Onyx Colony soldiers accompanied by their elites to battle this new threat to their world. Many were hoarded off, from the Bipolesian, Anxosax and Claustronoctus, to be met with the dreaded Grief Worm, before coming face to face with the dominant titan swarming these soldiers of war. It was simply too powerful...
Undefeatable...
In the eye of infinity,
beauty within scorn rose to power.
An ancient symbol of archival fell from grace, the IRIS. Collapsing its primordial abode. Scorching past through many dying stars through the realm of Hithaföl light years away and bursting through the shadows of space from its abode.
It set course to plummet on a doomed planetary system, The Depths. Created to be destroyed, trialed against their bubble of infinity. Its star, The Great Beyond has died, and the vast baron planes were set to sink into the hollow void of space, clutched by an ominous overseer of this desolate coffin.
A charcoal prince with ruby rings and scorching red eyes, tears trickling down to his fingers, beholds the now descended emblem. It recorded pasts and presents, to become infinity's resource for the becoming untouched. Blasting across the blackness of infinity reigns two vigilantes from the same birth place of the IRIS.
Father Tyrant and Lady Fate, both making conquest with the help of many lost and tortured souls walking these grounds, "The Collapse". Standing 25 feet tall, jagged and morbid darkness shrouds their nervous systems, seemingly born from their realm on the other side, Yondrathöl.
Atop the mountain, Tyrant and Fate climbed before meeting face to face with the charcoal prince himself, Vyson Pavavorey, surrounded by several distinguishable Collapses sporting protective armoury. A brave fight was fought, the blood lay waste to the castle walls, and there lay the bitter and punished prince.
Before he is banished to the nothingness known as the Damned, a lightless and blank stare through Vegala's bubble, Vyson heeds a warning of beasts rising once again, feeding off the light that will soon be reborn. He is henceforth denied his ground and thrown away to the damned, not to be heard of again.
Tyrant made a solemn vow to restore the Great Beyond, harness the IRIS's full potential and protect the Depths from further peril. Centuries pass, societies were born, and a thousand years of peace befell. The Collapsed would soon become the Onyx Colony, sported with armour and weaponry forged from Pergaprime castle and harnessing arcane like power.
They are sent to the borderline to draw energy from their beloved star, which in turn was harnessed to control their next host on the other side of Hithaföl's realm, on their connected planet called Nadoria.
But one thousand years later, the foreboded myth became a reality.
Dark matter of sentience swooped from the rip in space, paradigm worms came to suck the life dry from the Depths to grow stronger, become many beasts in unison before becoming its ultimate form, the Mothohive. An abomination colonised of these paradigm worms in their fullest form, it became an unfathomable threat to all.
Tyrant and Fate escorted several Onyx Colony soldiers accompanied by their elites to battle this new threat to their world. Many were hoarded off, from the Bipolesian, Anxosax and Claustronoctus, to be met with the dreaded Grief Worm, before coming face to face with the dominant titan swarming these soldiers of war. It was simply too powerful...
Undefeatable...
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