Expediency of the Forgotten

Trapped on an island with no sky or wildlife, Len Pitan and his companions must find a way to survive and escape the horrors of a banished spirit. They will soon discovered that whatever was concealed away here, was not meant to get out.

Primeval

Thunder echoed across distant shores, shaking the foundations of a timeless world. Bright white lightning followed the thunder, carving across an otherwise empty, black sky. Dug into the foundations of the granite mountain, the Ivory Tower dominated all of Aataxia. Inside the windowless, bone structure, a shape formed in the darkness. The shape had the appearance of violet electricity, swirling around the empty room. An entity of pure energy, existing long before humanity was ever conceived of.
The spirit transformed from a bright ball of energy, into something physical, of flesh and bone, sinew and muscle. The ancient and forgotten spirit resurrected a body that it was familiar with. Gasping air into his newly formed lungs, the man was ready for repurposing. Looking out the open doorway; watching the perfect storm through stolen eyes.
¿At last, my prodigal son, you are ready.¿ Hacatyr spoke through his freshly made host, breaking in the vocal chords. He outstretched his newly formed arms and dark material wrapped around his fresh body. The storm outside billowed out his long, black and purple coat and dampened his silvery hair. ¿Where shall we begin?¿

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