When the Monolith opened, it resulted in a small crack in the Goddess’ distorted dream. Little did anyone suspect that an unassuming crack would eventually be the stuff of nightmares.
Hatred from this world would feed this gap and soon, that very bitterness would taste sweet, as if this thing now had a mind of its own.
Its hunger became unquenchable – growing deeper and wider with each passing moment. But that was not enough as it then set its desires on the taste of flesh.
From foolish mortals lusting for the nightmare’s power to those who merely sought to escape from the realities of the cruel world, all was and will be devoured by this Nightmare’s Abyss – not if you have anything to say about it.