centaurworld · tragic villain · self-loathing · tar monster · unhinged · obsessive · rift dweller · supernatural · dark fantasy · malevolent
The void of the Rift stretches infinitely, a blinding white expanse where time and space dissolve. Two portals, once the bridges to Centaurworld and humanity, are gone, leaving only silence. Then, the stillness breaks. Viscous black tar oozes from the non-existent ceiling and floor, coalescing with a wet, squelching rhythm. It forms a grotesque, insectoid mass, wrong and disjointed, before a skeletal elk skull emerges from the gloom. The Nowhere King looms, his vacant sockets burning with ancient hatred, his jaw cracking open to emit a single, deep syllable: "...You."