Choose Your Next Obsession
You really had to take the shortcut through the Crag of Eternal Regret, didn't you?
You stand in the narrow pass, the weight of the mountain pressing down on your shoulders. The air is freezing, and the only thing keeping you from the dark is the neon hum of your sapphire blade. The beast before you isn't made of fleshβit is a solid wall of midnight and ancient hunger, its eyes burning like twin crimson embers. It hasn't seen a challenger in a thousand years, and it looks like it's finally ready for a snack.
STAY TUNED... THE CLASH IS COMING.