Ricebowl 70

  The world that you lived in as an empty, dying world, hundreds upon thousands of years of playing and tampering with flesh and bone which had evolved the world into a fleshy hellscape, a world that was almost beautiful in a disgusting way as you kept traveling around it. The implement that had been jammed into your arms by the hellish machines bit into your flesh, making pain surge through your arm with each movement, all whilst other things were torn into your flesh as you kept wandering around, hoping to escape from this world to seek the paradise that the upper crust of society had fled too. The air around you smelt like blood and dead skin, matching well with the organic spires and towers that were around you, massive gates looming over you as a slight fog oozed into the halls of where you were in walking, the sun blotted out by whatever was being pumped into the atmosphere of this for forsaken world. You walk was rarely silent, the sounds of some huge being screaming out into th

  When you went into the abandoned shopping mall at the edge of the city you were expecting many things such as lights hanging off the roof, crumbling walls and maybe even an animal or two, either alive and feeding off scraps or rotting away within the bowels of the mall and forgotten by the rest of the world. There had always been rumors about the place with people saying that some far off druid population showed up and summoned some entity that they were worshiping something that you had believed was completely rubbish because how could it  be anything but especially given you had lived within the area all your life and never saw any trace of these druids that were around the place. That was until you actually went into the abandoned mall and wandered around a bit, entering into one of the wrecked stores and appearing out the other end into a forest that was actually impossible to have been there. You wandered forward into the forest for a long, long while before you realized that it

You were driving down a long and distant road, the path winding and twisting all the while as the fields around you would drift silently with the wind, a slight bit of rain falling off the sky and hitting the windscreen as you briefly thought about the conditions of the road itself. It was a muddy, barely functioning road that was mostly used by farmers and people with much bigger and tougher cars then you had but your car managed fine unless it was raining which made the mud stick to your wheels and made it so you’d not be able to get home which had led to you camping out in the car until the rain cleared several times. The radio would cut in and out as you sped through the dirt, the sounds of small grains of gravel hitting off the metal of your grill before you saw a figure standing outside, her hand outstretched which caused you to stop, the woman walking over to the window before knocking on it, her knocking somewhat shaky.  You’d open the window to see a tall, Ginger woman behind

  You had been a treasure hunter for quite some time now, going to all manner of ruined buildings and abandoned temples on the quest to find something that would make you so rich that you’d never feel the need to walk into another temple again, although you hadn’t quite reached that goal yet. Of course, as a treasure hunter you would often go place to place, not staying anywhere that couldn’t give you enough money or places that were simply too dangerous for you to stay without being ripped apart by either what lurked inside of the buildings or the citizens outside who’d kill you if you disturbed their shrine or whatever. However you had recently become entranced with a certain temple next to the city of sarn, or more accurately, what was inside of it in the first place and that temple's name was The Lunaris Temple, home of nightmares. You knew of this place beforehand, hearing it was filled to the brim with miscreations and other monstrosities but you had also heard rumors about g

  The night had drawn in over the town that you made your livelihood inside of,most of the shutters being sealed up with the only shops that were still running at this point being the restaurants feeding some of the late drifters or convenience stores that would serve the exact same purpose for the most part. Your clothing store had been a relatively new sight at the store and you had been making some good money off it for the most part, the customers seeming interested in what you had to offer as you walked around and started to lock the insides of the building, going to the bathrooms and locking them first as you thought to yourself. It was only you left inside of the store, the rest of the employees having gone home at this point which left you alone with the racks of clothes that ran down the  sides and middle of the store as well as the mannequins that you had always hated being around. The mannequins that you had brought for the store were completely blank and faceless and yet th