Friendship Letters
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on January 16, 2021
The realm of the Blighted fleshed god, a horrid abomination that only existed to to the deepest and darkest desires of the mind. The origional 9 Paladins of the lost marched unto his realm, many both weaker and stronger had tried but their very spirit was crushed by the weight of this hellish plane.
The abominations set forth unto Nocturne called this hell home, and only darker things lurked behind the thin barrier. It was easy to lose ones way, but even easier to lose ones mind as the darkness whispered temptation into ones ears. The Lost had but one goal, to prevent the further spread of this curse and many would meet their fate behind the portals very walls.
To find ones way unto other realms, the abyss was more of a highway then anything. However the many obstacles including ones own mind stood heavily in the way.
However they marched unward, beneath the never ending sunlight toward the center. It was taxing, each horror worst then the prior, the attrition of eternal sun and heat breaking it's way unto the mind. It was enough to make one snap, and such... did indeed happen. He was formerly known as Dmitrii, however now the forces of the fleshed one call him Pyrus. The betrayal happened upon the world well, a location in which resided in a temple. The world well itself a gateway unto the other realms, the fated lost activated the World Well via rituals.
Once the portal opened, Pyrus began the great betrayal. The unsuspecting and drained paladins, did not expect one of their own to finally snap. He drew blood quickly, with decisive strikes. Little is known about how many survived, however tales tell of at least 3.
Upon betraying his own brothers, it is said the first battle in which every lost may face is Pyrus the Betrayer. As his spirit now guards the portal to the realm of the fleshed one.
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