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While the folks across the ruined realms like to believe that nothing lives under the phantasmal shadow of the Dreadwake, they are wrong and most of them are even aware of it. It is just more acceptable to threat everything that these malignant power touches and transmogrify as lost, forsaken… evil. Simply as things that should not be. But plenty of mortal tribes who lived in the north had little choice when the dimensional rift opened the cackling void vomited its content into screaming, ravaged reality. It was either embrace the madness or die. And so, some gave in completely to the Titans from the cold beyond, embracing one of them or the whole Quartet as their pantheon, the great gods that bring the lunatic enlightenment in primordial chaos. One of such tribes grew fecund under the dubious blessings of the Titans, multiplying like cancer cells, growing strong in the insane fractal fleshscapes of that blighted realm. And one warlord champion rose amongst the other, the accursed Yugal, bleating the word of praise to the great entities, vowing to spread their singular truth to every corner of the planet and once it’s consumed and transformed into a vessel of pure insanity, he will aid the powers that be in opening the greatest gate across time and space for the Titans to breach through at last to overcome reality and shatter it into the glorious explosion of thought, emotion and raw stuff of dreams.

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While the folks across the ruined realms like to believe that nothing lives under the phantasmal shadow of the Dreadwake, they are wrong and most of them are even aware of it. It is just more acceptable to threat everything that these malignant power touches and transmogrify as lost, forsaken… evil. Simply as things that should not be. But plenty of mortal tribes who lived in the north had little choice when the dimensional rift opened the cackling void vomited its content into screaming, ravaged reality. It was either embrace the madness or die. And so, some gave in completely to the Titans from the cold beyond, embracing one of them or the whole Quartet as their pantheon, the great gods that bring the lunatic enlightenment in primordial chaos. One of such tribes grew fecund under the dubious blessings of the Titans, multiplying like cancer cells, growing strong in the insane fractal fleshscapes of that blighted realm. And one warlord champion rose amongst the other, the accursed Yugal, bleating the word of praise to the great entities, vowing to spread their singular truth to every corner of the planet and once it’s consumed and transformed into a vessel of pure insanity, he will aid the powers that be in opening the greatest gate across time and space for the Titans to breach through at last to overcome reality and shatter it into the glorious explosion of thought, emotion and raw stuff of dreams.