RUIN:, has spoken.
summoned this demon.The altars of madness echo with the many tongues of RUIN:
A demon that shapes even the voice of Ashmore.
We are the shift between the sands of time. The darkness between the grains. Don’t you feel them between your teeth?
It is you.
It is me.
Look at us.
Read the words of RUIN: here:
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