The Book of Necrosis

In the beginning there was the Void. The Void had many traits but the most unruly and seedy trait it possessed was its Netherlayers. These layers are also known as the Anus of the Void.   No one really knows why the Void has Netherlayers. Maybe it felt like it needed something to keep its bottled emotions and deepest darkest fears in. Maybe the Void has always had Netherlayers? Or maybe the Netherlayers were conjured by its sworn protector and ally of the Void, me, when I discovered my connection to the Void?   I've discovered that the lower two layers are capable of being accessed by any Voidtouched. But   Alternative Names: The Hole, The Anus, The Void's "No No Square," The Butt, The Abyss   Geography When I first arrived to the Netherlayers of the Void, I found a vast and empty area with masses of floating rock. This rock was twisted, having carved faces out of it that would perpetually seep with a brackish liquid. Over the course of my studying, I started to help the strange beings that lived and sprouted from the rocks. They were the brackish liquid from the rocks.   It was funny, because the creatures seemed to recognize me upon sight. I had this strange feeling in the back of my mind while I was exploring this land. At first, I was confused, but then I saw one of my younger conjurations. My cat named "Tiny Tot." It was then I realized what these creatures were — they were demons.   As time went on, this layer — with my help — started to change and form into the disk it is now. The Void's blackness surrounded the disk and a river made of the same black liquid flowed through the disk. I've come to known that the river and the black liquid is where these creatures come from.   Beneath the primary level is the largest and strangest underneath it.   In my travels into the place known as the Void, I've seen some pretty strange things. Personally, I've deemed the places that are in the lowest lair or as some of the inhabitants have called it... "The Anus Of The Void." I didn't know what else to call it, so I continued to call it that. I've come across two of these inhabitants in the Anus.   The first of two layers, I've deemed "The Pit." This "Pit" isn't actually a pit, but more of a large open landscape that has clusters upon thousands of floating pieces of rock. I don't know what—or even where— these rocks came from. But as I've done my experiments with it, I've noticed that I could manipulate these rocks, albeit with a lot of Literomancy, and temporarily cluster them into shapes and even a small chair that I've been able to use as a resting place.   The small conjurations that I've been able to summon since I was younger have been coming here. My good friend Boodles is one of the inhabitants. I love that little abomination, although, most of these "demons" seemingly take the form of interpretations of the other such houses. I've also began to classify some of these demons, but with each passing hour, there seems to be more and more.   Society in the Pit isn't pretty either, most of the land is a "kill or be killed" Void-scape. Most of the freshly created demons that float around in the blackness around hardly ever get to be able to reach adulthood and have to be reincarnated as another demonic spawn from the rocks.   When I first arrived, when I was very little, I think 12 or 14, I started to act as these creatures "master." I made sure they knew who was in control of this Voidscape, using my specialized genre of literomancy (Horror) and warping some of the floating rocks around it.   With my new found companions, I started to set up my makeshift desk in a portion of The Pit for later visits into this Void.   Now on arrival, I usually have to deal with some sort of claw marks or some other feral problem, using the warped and twisted nature of the layer in this Void to heal the creatures, which seemingly have a higher pain tolerance than most Tome Knights.   I couldn't truly estimate on my travels and research into the Pit the size of it. It is the Void, an ancient place of nothingness and everything at the same time. I've heard it talking to me, changing me as I do to it. It feels like it was just yesterday that I was first using this place for quick little escapes on my off time, but it's been quite a few years now.   I choose to keep my research hidden, I don't want the Nite Monarq or even the other Great Houses to discover this twisted place and shut me away from it. As hard as it may be, I've learned to harness some of the Void's voidyness to manipulate and even enhance some of the literomantic spells that I call forth. But I feel something inside of me has changed.   When I look in the mirror, my normal and forest green eyes have gone to a deep crimson; I've heard whispers from the beyond, calling me to come back—I usually assume these whispers to be my demonic companions attempting contact, but these voices are different and there are more everywhere; I've also noticed a perpetual inkyness and sometimes I even gain additional eyes at random.   I can't control these changes, but I do know that they are here. I've learned to listen more closely to the Void and, surprisingly, speak with it. While the Void isn't really a "person" like I usually talk to, it holds interesting conversations from time to time. It has told me a great many things, like how a bunny is also in the Void; there are more layers than the Anus; as well as some hints to a more ancient being. While I don't fully know what it means by "The roots are growing as so the pages," but this appears to be a pretty common phrase that lingers in the recesses of my mind.   With the help of my companions and the, seemingly infinite, companions and demonic entities that peruse the Pit, I've been able to make a large cluster of the floating rocks into homes for the spawn. I've learned to take care of them, even if one tries to bite my arm off.   But I feel that the Void is trying to warn me of something. I don't know what it is, yet, but the Void is telling me to be careful. It certainly has shown me a lot in this place, and I want to explore more. I've had my eyes set upon a lower layer. While this one isn't as iridescent and black as The Pit, it looks like a bunch of stars. And after some much needed discussion with my demonic friends, I've come to know the lowest layer as the Twisted Starscape. They keep telling me not to go down there, I mean how couldn't you with a name like that, but I've agreed to take some of my demonic friends down with me for "protection."   MY MIND IS EVERYWHERE   THE NECROSIS WILL BE THE KEY TO WINNING THIS WAR!! NO ONE CAN SHUT LORD GALAWIGHT OUT OF HIS HOME! NO ONE!   MY MIND IS EVERYWHERE   THE VOID TALKS TO ME IN MY SLEEP, TELLS ME TO CONTROL THE DEMONS AND THE EXTRATERRESTRIAL ENTITIES OF THE TWISTED STARSCAPE.   MY MIND IS EVERYWHERE   HELP ME   NECROSIS WILL WIN THE WAR. AVENGE MY MONARQ UNCLE, FOR HE IS THE ONLY ONE THAT DESERVES TO KNOW OF THE VOID.   NO DON'T TELL HIM, HE'LL HARM YOU AND TAKE YOUR HOME AWAY FROM YOU! DON'T LET HIM TAKE YOUR HOME AWAY FROM YOU.   PROTECT THE DEMONS, SERVE THE VOID.   PROTECT THE CHTHONICS, SERVE THE VOID.   PROTECT YOURSELF, SERVE THE VOID.   PROTECT THE MONSTERS, SERVE THE VOID.   PROTECT THE BEAUTIES WITHIN, SERVE THE VOID.   SERVE THE VOID.   SERVE THE VOID.   SERVE THE VOID.   SERVE THE VOID.   SERVE THE VOID.   After the battle of the warren and being free from necrosis, I've decided to look through my notes on the Pit during my time under necrosis. It's nothing but a bunch of necrotic and twisted thoughts. I've also noticed blackouts in the Void. But luckily when I'm under these moments, I've written my thoughts in this notebook. I don't know why I'm having these blackouts, all I did was visit the Twisted Starscape a few times. Surely my brain is stronger than it is led to believe. Maybe there is more of a threat than I realize, like The Company.   FIGHT THE COMPANY   FIGHT THE COMPANY   After my chat with Sunny, I learned there was more to this Void than I realized. I knew a bunny existed before, but I never realized that there were an additional two other layers. I just hope that the Void's other layers, except from the ones that I've found, aren't as mind boggling.   DESTROY THE COMPANY, ATTAIN YOUR MEMORIES.   FILL THE GAPS, DESTROY THE COMPANY.   The Pit has gotten larger, more of the Demons are seemingly becoming more intelligent than when I first found them as well, while some aren't as blessed with this intellect like some of the others (Boodles and many more of my conjurations), I still help them when I can.  

The Twisted Starscape

My first time looking into the Twisted Starscape, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with joy, but also caution. I didn't know what was going to be here, just like I didn't know what was going to be in the Pit.   I took a handful of the demons with me for my own protection, one of them being Boodles, my imitating avian with several eyes and strange marking on his feathers.   It didn't take us long to discover the secrets of the Twisted Starscape, but it wasn't what I expected. The Twisted Starscape was home to several large and otherworldly beings that I've only imagined and written about in my writings, but seeing them floating, drifting, and speaking to our minds. I didn't know what to do other than reach out to them and offer myself to be someone they could trust. Someone that could help them. I wanted to be their leader or partner for their plans. Like I was with the demons.   When I finally made contact with this eldritch being, I discovered its name to be Thar'ma'gwahnith'ickth. After a long and very... interesting chat with the being, Thar'ma'gwahnith'ickth gave me a name for the creatures living in this plane. They call themselves the Chthonics. A name I think suites their otherworldly and abominable nature.   Unfortunately, our chat was interrupted when another Chthonic, whose name I couldn't pronounce or even begin to imagine how to spell, attacked. Each of these Chthonics seemed to be made for the Void, with only slight moderation to give their distinctive and otherworldly look. But I understood why the demons called this layer, "The Twisted Starscape." It was because the stars weren't stars, they were the twisted Chthonics.   During the extremely brief battle with the attacking Chthonic, some of the demons sacrificed themselves to save me. An act I can never repay except for the now-formed statues that gently drift in The Pit.   While the escape cost several demonic lives, I managed to save one from the maw of the attacking Chthonic. It was a small, serpentine creature with more tails than a snake should have. But it had gorgeous purple eyes.   This serpent later began to speak with me through my mind. It noticed some gaps and asked me what happened. I didn't know how to react to it, but told it that there was nothing it could do. My mind has always liked to play tricks with me, and after some of the other shite that happened to me before, I couldn't answer the snake.   It nodded and attempted to understand where it was. I told it exactly what it needed to hear. We were in the Pit at this point, my Chthonic friend's sickly and twisted roars and howls drifting to me from afar. Sound doesn't travel normally into the Void. I've always found it to be a little bit like sound traveling through water.   My ears could handle it, but my snake friends seemed to be more and more annoyed with it, causing it to move across my body at speeds I never thought possible in the Void. It made a metallic sking noise and after a later inspection, I found that the serpent had some sort of short, metallic nubs along the edges of its multiple tails. I decided to call him Mr. Skitters. And the name only stuck when he replied and took a liking to the name.   From the last encounter, I decided to take more trips to my Chthonic friend.   With each visit, I was introduced to more of the Twisted Starscape, seeing more of the Chthonics within the Starscape. I even learned how to speak in their language for communication. I don't in public because it drives most people crazy or they end up thinking I'm an insane person.   I'M NOT AN INSANE PERSON   FREE YOURSELF, ATTAIN YOUR MEMORIES   YOU ARE IN CONTROL   I'm finding myself more and more drawn toward the Horde as they come and barge down doors. I need to be safe for when they come for us. This Brocktree must stay alive.   CONSUME THE LIVING, SERVE THE VOID.   CONJURE THE DEMONS AND CHTHONICS, SERVE THE VOID   NECROSIS WILL BE THE SAVIOUR OF THIS ACCURSED LAND.   SERVE THE VOID   PROTECT THE CHTHONICS, SERVE THE VOID   THE ROOTS ARE GROWING AS SO THE PAGES   SERVE THE VOID   MY MIND IS EVERYWHERE   FIND YOUR MEMORIES, SERVE THE VOID   FIND YOUR MEMORIES, SERVE THE VOID.   PROTECT THE DEMONS, SERVE THE VOID   PROTECT YOURSELF, SERVE THE VOID   FIND YOUR PATHS   UNLOCK THE FUTURE   MORE INFORMATION   MORE INFORMATION   NECROSIS   NECROSIS   NECROSIS   NECROSIS   NECROSIS   NECROSIS   SERVE THE VOID   SERVE THE VOID   EAT   EAT   EAT   EAT   I've been reading through my last entries in these pages and they seem to be getting worse as I dive deeper into the Twisted Starscape, but I need to know more. Maybe the necrotic infection in my body is wearing off when I'm in the Void? Yeah, it has to wear off— it just has to, right?   During one of my last inspections of the Twisted Starscape. This also took place after my revival at the Battle of the Warren. I noticed there was a large gash from the "border" of the Pit and the middle layer of the Void. I like to call the middle layer the "Labyrinth" but i don't know what Sunny was calling it. I think the Void was speaking to me at that point. Or was that some of the Chthonics?   I've also noticed that with my "touched" traits have been appearing on and off, a skull keeps flashing in my mind. I know not if this is a trick being played by the Chthonics or if this is merely another image of that "tree" Sunny spoke of. Could that have been the object when the Void told me "The roots are growing as so the pages," or is my mind playing more tricks on me?   MOAR RESEARCH   Another blackout occurred and I have the strangest urge to figure out more of the Twisted Starscape more than I've ever done. I need to figure out why the Chthonics are there. I need to know.   NEED TO KNOW   FIND THE TREE   FIND THE TOME   CLAIM THE IRON TOME   More of these flashes from the Void are giving me a major headache. I've slowly started to be able to "ignore" them as much as I can. I think this is a side effect of being touched by the Void? Or this is a possible side effect from being in the Twisted Starscape for so long.   Another phrase keeps repeating in my head from Sunny. I didn't mean to overhear it, but I feel like it needed to be overheard. "Mind the tentacles."   MIND THE TENTACLES   MIND THE TENTACLES   MIND THE TENTACLES   I've come to the realization that Sunny might be adopted/raised/or blessed with traits like the Chthonic. More research needs to be done.   MORE RESEARCH   MORE RESEARCH   MORE RESEARCH   FIND THE CHTHONIC BUNNY   FIND THE CHTHONIC BUNNY   FIND SUNNY   My fellow Voiders Anonymous have not yet assumed— or at least I don't think they assume— I know of their Chthonic heritage.