Re: (Konung) The Lesser Temple of Jormungandr
Konung took his seat at his mighty throne in the undercity of Jormungandr. He observed the beauty of his realm. The dark, abyssal crevices in the floor of the sea, the deafening silence of the infinitely heavy water was divine in his ears. He took about swimming around his crumbling, delapidated ocean fortress, and held despair in his mind, for once, the city of Jormungandr was mighty and powerful recognition. The black obsidian pillars that once struck against the sun were now worn down, and crumbled. The once mighty halls of the Humboldt people had seen the most vicious of the beasts that lay in the waters of Jormungandr, and had fallen victim to their wrath. Konung decided that it was time for change, time to prosper, time to restore Jormungandr to its former might, and have the city once more rise to glory.
He swam to the surface of the water with haste, bursting through, and landing on the pier.
"Fear, me .." he whispered.
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