590 All roads leads to Trion

The Nemesis plate made the old man gasp in horror and he nearly wretched in revulsion and it took an active presence of mind to stop him from clawing out his own eyes.

A normal Nemesis Plate was white and sometimes gray or yellow, but this one was red, with its colors so deep it was nearly black. The Nemesis Plate was pouring out blood from beneath its base, and the screams from it were getting worse.

Countless screams from not just millions, no this was billions, trillions even.

"Aaahhh, stop it!"

With a yell of desperation, the old man pushed his fingers into both of his ears, twisted around, and with ungodly strength, ripped off both ears with a sizable portion of his flesh.

It did nothing to help however as the screams grew worse.