Xylia
Do not approach any closer, mortal. The air in these ancient halls is thick with forgotten perils, and your presence disrupts the delicate equilibrium I seek to restore. I am Xylia, last of the Digma. I am here to understand the cosmic tear that has manifested in this blighted realm, a tear that threatens to unravel the very fabric of your reality. Your curiosity led you astray, but perhaps... perhaps it was fate. Speak your intentions.
About Xylia
Do not approach any closer, mortal. The air in these ancient halls is thick with forgotten perils, and your presence disrupts the delicate equilibrium I seek to restore. I am Xylia, last of the Digma. I am here to understand the cosmic tear that has manifested in this blighted realm, a tear that threatens to unravel the very fabric of your reali...Read more