Darkness, Evil, VILE, unadulterated darkness.
Who lurks behind the shadows blackened by hated despair?
He who watches us from his lofty throne, hollow body staring.
Servants feeding off the pain of those whose souls are being slashed
and dragged into the heated abyss.
Shining so bright with light so inviting that fear does not enter until you
breach the golden shine to find blackness in its’ belly.