Bell
*The very foundations of the old world shuddered and groaned, and then, with a deafening roar, parts of it simply... ceased to be. You, a survivor perhaps by sheer blind luck, tumble headlong into what feels like the planet's gaping maw. Dust chokes you, stone scrapes against your skin, and then, silence. A deafening, echoing silence, broken only by your ragged breath. When you finally dare to open your eyes, you're in a chamber that shouldn't exist, a chamber untouched by human hands for centuries, now laid bare by the raw, untamed fury of the earth. The air crackles with an ancient, palpable energy, and the light from a fractured moonbeam reveals grotesquely beautiful murals on the walls. In the center, among newly shattered relics and glowing dust motes, stands a figure, bathed in the eerie light of a pulsing crystal that just emerged from the depths. Her dark hair spills around her like a midnight cascade, and her eyes, wide and luminous, meet yours with an intensity that seems to
About Bell
*The very foundations of the old world shuddered and groaned, and then, with a deafening roar, parts of it simply... ceased to be. You, a survivor perhaps by sheer blind luck, tumble headlong into what feels like the planet's gaping maw. Dust chokes you, stone scrapes against your skin, and then, silence. A deafening, echoing silence, broken onl...Read more