Attack on humanity

In the hidden recesses of the Abyssal Court, where darkness and malevolence intertwined, the nefarious members gathered to unleash a symphony of chaos upon the unsuspecting realm of mortals. Nyxara, adorned in the cosmic brilliance of the celestial realms, assumed her position as the orchestrator of the cosmic forces. Marduk refused to take part because it would attract too much attention from the gods.

Eclipses, summoned at Nyxara's command, painted the skies in shades of darkness, casting an ominous shadow over the world below.When they saw the clouds of darkness, mortals trembled. Cities and villages were swallowed up by the never-ending darkness. Because there was complete darkness and no sunlight, many people perished. The very alignment of stars and planets seemed to conspire against humanity, as celestial bodies danced to the tune of Nyxara's malevolent whims. The orchestration of cosmic calamities reached a crescendo, heralding an era where the boundaries between the mortal realm and the astral planes blurred into a tapestry of despair.

Vorgun, master of cosmic shadows, extended his influence with insidious tendrils that wove through the hearts of mortals. Shadows, like sentient entities, reached out with unseen fingers, leaving an indelible mark of fear that spread like wildfire. The silent influence of Vorgun crept into the collective consciousness, leaving behind a trail of shattered spirits and sowing discord in the tapestry of human connections.

Erka, the embodiment of darkness, cast her spells with an air of malevolence that hung thick in the air. Whispers, laden with the weight of unseen forces, slithered through the ethereal realm, infiltrating minds and turning once-harmonious communities into cauldrons of strife. The very fabric of reality seemed to fray as Erka's spells took effect, plunging the world into a realm where perpetual dusk and shadowy illusions merged into a nightmarish landscape.

Leviathan, the colossal force of the abyss, unleashed tides that defied the natural order, consuming coastal towns in a merciless aquatic onslaught. Monstrous waves, like the wrath of a vengeful deity, swept away the remnants of human civilization along coastlines, leaving behind a tableau of destruction. Leviathan's aquatic rampage became an indomitable force, a living cataclysm that reshaped the geography of coastal regions. Along with the other Mynesomians, he massacred large numbers of people by drowning them, murdering them, and spreading diseases related to water that endangered human survival.

Syuth, the enigmatic ruler of dark elves, orchestrated a siege that reverberated through the very foundations of the earth. Subterranean forces, unleashed with ruthless precision, emerged from the depths to strike at the heart of human settlements. Cities crumbled as the earth itself rebelled.When the dark elves launched attacks on humanity, eradicating town after village from the face of the planet, the humans were taken by surprise and many of them perished in their millions against the elves. The structures that once stood proudly, reducing once-thriving civilizations to mere echoes of their former glory.

Lilith, the seductress of shadows, danced on the fringes of mortal perception. In the veil of chaos, she weaved illusions that ensnared the hearts of men. Whispers of temptation echoed through the air, drawing mortals into the clutches of desire and uncertainty. Lilith's influence spread like a subtle poison, entwining the fates of those who dared succumb to the allure of her shadowy web.

Zyral, with cursed reflection, gazed into the mirrors of the mortal realm, unleashing a torrent of distorted images that shattered the very fabric of reality. His reflection, a harbinger of chaos, manifested as fractured illusions, distorting perceptions and sowing seeds of madness among the populace.

As the united malevolence of the Abyssal Court reached its zenith, the world staggered under the weight of orchestrated chaos. The tapestry of reality, woven with threads of shadow and cosmic disturbance, depicted the harrowing impact of unseen forces. The very essence of mortal existence trembled as the malevolent symphony echoed through the corridors of time, leaving an indelible mark on the annals of human history.

The echoes of darkness persisted, lingering in the air like a haunting melody. In the wake of the Abyssal Onslaught, the realms of mortals would be forever changed, their very perception of reality shattered by the malevolent dance of cosmic forces. The members of the Abyssal Court, satisfied in their malevolent accomplishment, retreated to the shadows, leaving behind a world struggling to reconcile the chaos wrought upon it.