The creeping shadow

With the death of Hermathos, the God of Knowledge and Magic, the arcane protections he wove into reality have begun to collapse. As his barriers crumble, so too does the ancient seal that once held back an enemy even the Ancients feared.

From the fractures of this broken prison, tendrils of darkness seep into the world—manifesting as an unnatural mist that twists through the land like a living thing. At its heart lies a being of pure Shadow, a force that does not simply destroy but corrupts, consumes, and infests all life it touches.

What was once contained has now begun to awaken. And with it, the world trembles on the edge of oblivion.