The six Ancient Primordials had been searching Limbo for hundreds of thousands of years, and finally, a million years after the Agreement made with Eos, they discovered the place they were looking for… their home.
It had taken them this long to find this place because this land was no longer a place, but a blackened scar in Limbo, with obsidian plains stretching under a sky of perpetual eclipse, lit only by the sickly green auroras of their own lingering madness. A madness that only grew the deeper the Primordials fell into depravity.
This realm had become cursed because it was the place that birthed them, and even Limbo could not assimilate the toxic nature of this place and all it signified
