Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20191116020737/@comment-4662333-20191218175720

Aetheon would be shocked to find that the room housed people inside it. Or if they could still even be called people at all.

Individuals hooded in brown and drab robes were huddled together to form a circle, and each of them lowered their heads to conceal their faces. From what could be observed, their hands were sickly and in an almost rotting gray colour. All of them were standing still and motionless; silent and morose.

"I don't think these are people...not anymore." Dravis commented as he started to put two and two together. This was the sacrificial room, and this was, almost certainly, the former bodies of people whose souls have been harvested to the King of Rape. Torsten could only look at the gaze at the macabre sight in silence.