TTRPG creations: 80/365: G'hlort Death of the sea

G'hlort Death of the sea

 In lands that now lay untouched by mortals. In the darkest depths of the oceans. In what once was blazing red desert now turned hell trench. Carved red pillars stand tall and proud. Great effigies erected to dead gods warp weird waters. This place saw generations of slaves slaughtered to disinterested giants. Grand genocides created by killing fields miles long. Horizon to horizon of forgotten bones chained to statues. Something stirs in this damned place Something moves within the waters. What was mistaken for the death valley shifts and rises.

Animal primal fear takes over, an ancient autopilot felt by the ancestors. The cold old lizard part of the brain jerkily veers the body away in panic. A spastic snapping of neurons clumsily clicks into place in an attempt to understand. Only the briefest of glances causes minor strokes, the brain willingly destroying parts of the brain to survive. Your limbs betray you so eager in an attempt to escape. A shrill shriek claws it's way up the throat throttling vocal cords along the way.

The slight silky subtle voice that worms into heads. The promise of power, passion or pain unending. The easy answer to the end of the road. The rapid panic when one looks down into the never ending murky depths of the sea. The deepest trenches its reach. The Kraken its day dream. Countless species are slave to it. G'hlort the last. G'hlort the star birthed. G'hlort the unbending pain. The utter end of the sea.