aidmasoftglow, NewFantasyCore. A decrepit asylum lies at the edge of a scorched wasteland, where ash fills the air and the sky smolders. This place is ruled by a twisted fire- witch who traps souls consumed by madness. The walls burn without heat, and strange sigils shift across the floors. The witch, a living pyre, wears the suffering of her prisoners as armor. From the asylum’s darkest depths, a Night of the Death emerges—half its body cloaked in black shadows, the other in blinding white light that radiates an unnatural cold. It wields a colossal battle axe, one side burning with flame, the other frosted with deadly ice. This entity, neither alive nor dead, brings both fiery destruction and freezing death, an unstoppable force haunting the asylum
