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In the heart of Utter Darkness, where the sky is perpetually choked by clouds and the air tingles with an unsettling chill, lies the Circle of Envy. It is a place known only to those brave or foolish enough to venture into the unknown. The Circle’s very existence is an open wound in the fabric of reality, a yawning portal to the Negative Energy Plane. From this dread gateway, emanations of pure negativity spill forth, shrouding everything in a suffocating gloom that slowly leaches the very life and vitality from all who dwell within its shadow.
The land here is cursed, forever drenched by rain that never seems to end, making the gray stones of the towering structures slick and treacherous. High towers thrust up from this nightmarish dominion like skeletal fingers reaching for salvation, their very foundations seeming to writhe with a terrible longing. Slick streets wind their way between the tall, imposing buildings, each one watched by swiveling eyes that never sleep. These unblinking sentinels stand guard, forever watchful for intruders who might dare to venture within the labyrinthine structures to plunder the horrors that lie within.
Here, where despair and darkness reign, Ulasta, known as “the Great Skull,” rules with an iron grip. An undead dragon of unimaginable power and staggering size, she oversees the daemons in her domain with a terrifying authority. Her presence is a maelstrom of dread, and all who serve her do so with a fervor that borders on madness. They worship her as a god, for she possesses what they cannot ever have: the finality of death.
But behind her cruel mask, the Great Skull hides a secret torment. Her very existence is a twisted mockery of life, and she harbors an insatiable envy for the living. She yearns to feel the air fill her chest once more, to know the pangs of hunger, the thirst for water, and the capacity for love and desire. But her nature as an undead monstrosity is a cage of bone and sinew from which there is no escape. Every attempt to transcend her form has been thwarted, for only the oblivion of final death can release her, and she fears annihilation more than she craves life.
Her twisted kingdom is a playground for her dark ambitions. Proximity to the void grants Ulasta a dreadful power: the ability to assemble vast armies from the corpses that litter the war zone of Gehenna and other forsaken locations. With a perverse delight, she watches as her daemons stitch together parts and pieces harvested from the bloody battlefield, creating undead thralls that obey her every whim. Some are twisted reflections of those found in the Material Plane, while others are unique abominations, conjured from the darkest corners of her insatiable mind.
Ulasta’s dominion is a land of ceaseless nightmares, where the living are rare and the dead find no rest. Her very existence is a paradox, a terrible longing for something forever beyond her reach. Her envy fuels her cruelty, and her power is a beacon for all things dark and twisted. The Circle of Envy is not just a place but a living embodiment of Ulasta’s eternal torment, a warning to those who would dare to venture too close to the abyss. For in the shadows of the Great Skull’s rule, terror takes root, and madness blooms, waiting to consume all who dare to tread within her haunted realm.
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