Blasphemaster
Blasphemy upheld, master of hell, vanquish the light with a wicked spell, condemn them all to where I dwell.
Blasphemy upheld, master of hell, vanquish the light with a wicked spell, condemn them all to where I dwell.
On a small island amid the Meridian a village of few live in the wake of a treacherous volcano.
Centuries ago when the island once belonged to the earth the volcano erupted with a ferocity that incinerated everything within its radius. Devastated from shock waves the earth crumbled away leaving the volcano and its few remnants to float across the sea. Thus the name of the volcano and its people became "Sulfurs Shade(s)".
Centuries ago when the island once belonged to the earth the volcano erupted with a ferocity that incinerated everything within its radius. Devastated from shock waves the earth crumbled away leaving the volcano and its few remnants to float across the sea. Thus the name of the volcano and its people became "Sulfurs Shade(s)".
Nowadays, however the little village prospers, its tenant's inhabiting every inch of the island. Generations have passed since the eruption and the volcano is now thought to be dormant.
But one day the clouds above grew morbid and dark, the sea restless and the stench of sulfur filled every home. The people soon began to worry and sent the strongest of them up the volcano. Midway up the men could feel fierce waves of heat pulsating through layers of thick molten rock.There was no doubt the volcano had awoken from its century old slumber to once again repeat history.
The men scurried down the mountain as fast as they could but before they reached the village to alert them it was too late. The earth beneath then began rumbling and quaking, the sound of rocks collapsing and breaking away filled the smoky air. Magma soon started spilling through small crevices; slowly making its way to the village. The people saw this and with their leaders already eroded were left with nothing but fear and terror to haunt their minds.
Many attempted to escape via sea craft but the sea in a frenzied anger forbade them. And so there they sat in plumes of ash, in a darkened state of mind and being, waiting to be submerged in the ever burning flames of Sulfur's Shade. Cursed they were, foolish more so, to let the same event pass twice. But if anything stood true, it was that they melted away in an aquatic hell.
The men scurried down the mountain as fast as they could but before they reached the village to alert them it was too late. The earth beneath then began rumbling and quaking, the sound of rocks collapsing and breaking away filled the smoky air. Magma soon started spilling through small crevices; slowly making its way to the village. The people saw this and with their leaders already eroded were left with nothing but fear and terror to haunt their minds.
Many attempted to escape via sea craft but the sea in a frenzied anger forbade them. And so there they sat in plumes of ash, in a darkened state of mind and being, waiting to be submerged in the ever burning flames of Sulfur's Shade. Cursed they were, foolish more so, to let the same event pass twice. But if anything stood true, it was that they melted away in an aquatic hell.
