Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140813185952/@comment-24736819-20140815163513

Vivec was unrecognizable. The city was no longer a city, but the home of all kinds of plagues. A strange thin layer of green gas was present in all corners of the city and the water was black and thick, full of corpses and bones. The streets were filled with dying people, who begged for mercy and for their deaths, all kinds of sickness and even some that seemed they came out of a nightmare plagued the people of Vivec.

Amongst all that suffering and death, beneath all the dread ambience and the destruction, a sick and pale man could be seen smiling and coughing. He sitted in Vivec's throne and used its former owners as toys and experiments. Most of them were now a blob of blood, bones and guts and the others were getting close to the same fate.

"How fun...", the sick man coughed, "See what I do, father? You are not even able to counter my powers with your shitty ones. I'm more powerful than you and in no time I'll take my seat amongst your kind."

Panmoneius laughed maniacally right before coughing unstoppably.