DIAMONDS & FIENDS

The air crackled with darkness , the scent of brimstone thick in the crypt. A single ruby , pulsing with an otherworldly radiance, lay upon a dais of obsidian. It was said to hold the soul of a fallen creature, corrupted by lust . Seekers from across the realms, driven by check here ambition , would risk their sanity for its control . Whispers