Odd, Unrighteous Sides

Eofel.

Thousands of undead were moving around the city, some aloof and some hunched, yet all muttering the same thing over and over again while the glow in their eyes continued to light up the night in red.

"You cannot comprehend the true beauty of death. The only true Divinity among many falsehoods. The truest reality in all the lands. You cannot..."

The city was showered with the mostly annoying buzzing of these voices. It had been for hours, and honestly, to some degree, it was welcome.

Enduring the ominous quiet brought only by death and destruction would eventually become impossible, even for powerful experts. The current circumstances within Pelian added to this.

 That said, one young man felt that the opposite would have been acceptable.