Yrrmoth, the Maw of the Unwritten.
A dead thing wielding the forsaken True Source of Obliviscript—a Source capable of consuming lore itself, erasing the very meaning of one's existence. Against such a force, even a bearer of a True Source could find their essence fading, their reality unthreaded if they lacked the power to resist Obliviscript.
A monstrous entity, skeletal and serpentine, covered in glyphs etched into bone, tore through the pale white halls and corridors of the Pale Verbum Labyrinth. Nearby, Noah, the Great Beyonder, and Veyl'Aethra, the Oracle of Collapse who wielded the True Source of Chronotropy, prepared for what approached.
Amidst that preparation, the dark hair of the Great Beyonder shimmered as she turned to Noah and spoke.
