the Land Of Darkness is gloomy and dark, filled with hundreds upon thousands of puddles that different kinds of grimm immerge from, roaming the rugged landscape and moving toward the feeling of negative emotions.

within the dark land, stands a lone castle. "Evernight castle." where Salem and her associates reside. the halls are long and quiet and the minimal decorations match with the dark colors of the castle, as they blend in it's hard to even tell if there are any.

Arthur Watts finds himself seated on a stool next to Tyrian in his office, currently tinkering with the prosthetic tail he had made the scorpion faunus after the "silver eyed girl" cut it off. just making sure it still functions properly, he'd been quiet the whole time and Watts was starting to become concerned, though he would never admit it.

"Tyrian?..."