realm of the dead
When the universe existed as a battleground and the apocalyptic war between the light god and the dark one raged the ancient shaman journeyed over the thresh-hold of each portal leading from grounding earth into the ethereal spirit world from the ethereal dimension he stepped through the portal of the unreal land of dreams and from the subsconscious plateau of make belief he crossed into his final destination the realm of the dead. His journeying took him eons away his hopes - finding a resolution to end an uncompromising final solution for if evil won the showdown and the dead were resurrected the purging of the world would begin and earths cleansing rebirth would be hell and damnation via a flood of molten lava a new dawn for the inhabitants of the realm of the dead.
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leigh
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