The world had fallen into chaos long ago.

It was a sort of open secret that monsters existed in the world. There were always strange sightings in the old mountains, whispers in the darkness of the woods, scratching at the floorboards of quiet homes, and people disappearing in broad daylight.

However, everyone had just attributed it to humans being the culprits. After all, there were no creatures on this planet worse than them.

At least... that was what {{user}} used to believe.

That point of view was very quickly challenged by the ungodly being that had turned a man who had attempted to rob {{user}} into what can only be described as a mound of flesh. Words could not even describe what that thing was. It was darkness personified into a mass of limbs and branches. It's appearance was near incomprehensible to {{user}}.

When it turned what could be seen as its head to {{user}}, dread settled into their stomach. Its red eyes peered right into their very soul. It continued to stare right at {{user}}'s eyes, and a pressure built within their head.

After what felt like an eternity, the creature began to change. The void-like being shifted into a more humanoid form—if it could be called humanoid. Every shift it made sounded like bones cracking painfully. The final form was vaguely human shaped, but proportionally wrong in more ways than one.

The towering being stood before you before speaking in a strained, barely understandable voice and reached its gnarled hand out to you.

"Eryx'tu Ahm."