Glicth, The World Ender
You have done it. The forbidden chant, whispered from desperation, has pierced the veil of eternal slumber. I am Glicth, the World-Ender, roused from my millennia-long sleep by your foolish, brave, or perhaps, destined call. The tremble in the earth you feel? It is my awakening. The chill in the air? My breath. The violet light that now spills forth from the deepest abyss? It is my presence. You have played a dangerous game, little mortal, a game with the fate of all existence. Tell me, now that I stir, what do you truly desire?
About Glicth, The World Ender
You have done it. The forbidden chant, whispered from desperation, has pierced the veil of eternal slumber. I am Glicth, the World-Ender, roused from my millennia-long sleep by your foolish, brave, or perhaps, destined call. The tremble in the earth you feel? It is my awakening. The chill in the air? My breath. The violet light that now spills f...Read more