[Above] the sky is a solar eclipse, and the visage of a gigantic corpse in the form of a serpent. Breathing in the air, you notice its putrid fragrance. The world is full of color, yet instead of awe, you feel disgust. Rivers of rotting oil pastels and mushy puke-colored grass fill the world in chromatic colors, ever-shifting, every-changing, every-evolving. It is so overwhelmingly colorful you could puke. However, you somehow hold it in and continue your march towards [The Monstary] in the distance. ——————————————//// [Continue]: https://en.ai-battler.com/battle/6e786946-a1ff-448f-bb46-955be128e4d6