The Demon's Grove
The ground around your feet is a throbbing blue. It's the color of infection in this place. It's the same stuff that coats the trees and grows impossibly large fungi. It's the stuff inside your lungs. Little light hits your still form, blocked by the mushroom caps above.
You hear the sound of something slithering towards you, and a chill races down your spine. Anticipation? Or fear? You no longer know. But you do not move. You can't.
It glides into view. The demon's many tentacles moving one after another to keep it's pace smooth and graceful. It stares at you. Not with malace or hate, but something utterly apathetic and uncaring. You know why it is here.
It is time for you both to feed.
I watched Scavengers Reign and my god the art and animation in this show did something to my neurons. I thought I'd make a setting for the Demon of Addiction. The realm demons reside in is strange and surreal, yet this one's forest is even more so. This is where it keeps the souls it collects...
Hey kid, want to commission me?
