[ IP ] Blood Swamp

Miscreants all of them tangled inside a web of their own misery. Struck down in their greatest moments and dragged down here to face their greatest fears. Deep blood rivers. Vines of human skin. Stones of bone. These are the horrors they face as they swim along the bloody swamp. Those that survive within this place are soon torn asunder. Their mind flailed against the shivering ponds. Their souls ripped from them in a vengeful spite. God looks down upon them and laughs. Satan looks up and smiles. These ill-begotten creatures wander through the infinity seeking to snatch the weak. Can you smell it? A fear beyond fear. It curses the air and brings shaking to your knees. Arrows shooting into every pore. Ice chilling against your cheek. This place is not for you and your innocence. This world is not meant to bleed into the realm of the living. Yet here you are, standing waist deep inside of the carnal monstrosity of my creation. I, the master of the cauldron who stirs this chaos. I will not be allowing you to leave from this world. Your soul has been tainted. Soon, even you shall weep among the lost ones. You shall shamble along the trees seeking out the richest blood. The fire in your eyes burns. I have not felt fury like this for many years. Never the less I abandon you. I leave you here. Sit in your pain and await the end of your nightmare. Awakening is not of your choice. It seems that my friends are here now. I can see their backs sticking out of the water. Enjoy your time here in this vast playground of sin.
