Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20171205043610/@comment-26120744-20171207184943

Darkness. Static.

Forests of black, indistinct shapes, static for a sky, entities being cubified, massive versions of their own faces. 3.

The barrier is breached, and now the static changes. The trees look more real, distorted into wave-like patterns, black and white. Colorless. 2.

The barrier is breached, and now the color blue exists. Everything curves as if on the side of a cylinder. Entities are pixelated versions of themselves, almost whole but lost in the code.

The last barrier is breached, and the consequences are drastic.

A beam of red, pixelated light launches into the sky from the Hero Planet, and for an instant, the rift is open.

Out steps a ash-covered, molte, ever-burning monstrosity. What was once a paragon of benevolence and innocence was now a literal engine of nightmares.

The First to Stand will be the Last to Fall.