Log Entry: Valley of the Glitchbound Date: 26th of January, 2025 Subject: Temporal and Spatial Aberrations
The Valley of the Glitchbound is swallowed by towering mountains on all sides—colossal peaks that seem to scrape against the very sky. The valley itself is a chasm carved into the earth, where the mountains loom like silent, watching gods. The land beneath them is warped, as though the mountains themselves are pressing down, bending time and space to their will.
Time here is broken. It stutters and fractures, unable to keep its course. The mountains seem to echo this disruption. Shadows fall at odd angles, and moments flicker in and out, looping in a relentless cycle. A single step can send one back to where they started, or worse—into a place that doesn’t exist at all.
The landscape shifts with a disturbing fluidity. Paths that should be clear fade into the mist, only to reappear as something else entirely. Rock faces dissolve into the air, forming and collapsing with each breath. The mountains seem to warp the ground beneath, making it difficult to discern what is solid from what is not.
I have seen figures—trapped souls—flicker between the jagged peaks, their forms jerking in unnatural motions, caught in loops that never end. The mountains seem to echo their agony, as though the very stone is holding them prisoner, unwilling to release them from their eternal torment.
The air hums with a deep, vibrating static, like the valley itself is alive with some forgotten force, pressing against every step, every breath. The peaks seem to watch, silent and unmoving, as if aware of the glitch and content to let it continue, to let it stretch onward.
Log Entry - Expedition 47-AX Date: 19th of January, 2025 Location: Aetherfall, Uncharted Valley of Rhyz’vaar
Entry 001: Initial Observation
We have arrived at the base of Aetherfall after three days of navigating through dense forests and treacherous terrain. The waterfall itself is unlike any natural formation we’ve encountered before—its waters appear to shimmer with a soft, violet glow, casting an almost ethereal light across the surrounding rocks and mist. The sound is indescribable—like a low hum, vibrating through the very ground beneath our feet.
I attempted to measure the flow rate of the waterfall earlier, but the instruments we brought seem to malfunction in its presence, possibly due to the unique energy permeating the area. There’s something almost… alive here. The waterfall pulses with a strange rhythm, as though the flow is guided by some unseen force.
Evagorgon is an ancient and primordial entity, older than the fabric of reality itself. As the Source of Unstability, it embodies the chaotic force that disrupts the very laws of existence. Its presence is felt as a constant, shifting undercurrent that bends time, space, and matter, warping the boundaries of the known world. Legends speak of Evagorgon as the origin of all turbulence and upheaval, the harbinger of ruin and transformation.
It is said that when Evagorgon stirs, the world around it trembles, and the delicate balance between order and chaos begins to fracture. Reality itself becomes malleable in its wake—fates are rewritten, dimensions bleed into one another, and the boundaries of life and death blur. Worshippers of Evagorgon are often those who seek to harness this power, either in hopes of mastering chaos or submitting to its will. However, those who are drawn too close to its influence are often driven mad by the overwhelming instability it brings.
Time is a loop, reality shifts, and nothing remains constant when the whispers of the Ancient One stir in the air. Each step forward feels like a step back, as if the very fabric of existence is unraveling. What was once a journey now becomes a trap, and with growing dread, the traveler realizes—he is no longer an outsider, but a part of the loop, ensnared in Uncannia’s ceaseless, spiraling dance. .... x.com/endless_mazin warpcast.com/mazin hey.xyz/u/mazin ... Subscribe: hypersub.xyz/collection/ditherium-dei-8inh28jitibk
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Valley of the Glitchbound
Date: 26th of January, 2025
Subject: Temporal and Spatial Aberrations
The Valley of the Glitchbound is swallowed by towering mountains on all sides—colossal peaks that seem to scrape against the very sky. The valley itself is a chasm carved into the earth, where the mountains loom like silent, watching gods. The land beneath them is warped, as though the mountains themselves are pressing down, bending time and space to their will.
Time here is broken. It stutters and fractures, unable to keep its course. The mountains seem to echo this disruption. Shadows fall at odd angles, and moments flicker in and out, looping in a relentless cycle. A single step can send one back to where they started, or worse—into a place that doesn’t exist at all.
The landscape shifts with a disturbing fluidity. Paths that should be clear fade into the mist, only to reappear as something else entirely. Rock faces dissolve into the air, forming and collapsing with each breath. The mountains seem to warp the ground beneath, making it difficult to discern what is solid from what is not.
I have seen figures—trapped souls—flicker between the jagged peaks, their forms jerking in unnatural motions, caught in loops that never end. The mountains seem to echo their agony, as though the very stone is holding them prisoner, unwilling to release them from their eternal torment.
The air hums with a deep, vibrating static, like the valley itself is alive with some forgotten force, pressing against every step, every breath. The peaks seem to watch, silent and unmoving, as if aware of the glitch and content to let it continue, to let it stretch onward.
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Aetherfall
Date: 19th of January, 2025
Location: Aetherfall, Uncharted Valley of Rhyz’vaar
Entry 001: Initial Observation
We have arrived at the base of Aetherfall after three days of navigating through dense forests and treacherous terrain. The waterfall itself is unlike any natural formation we’ve encountered before—its waters appear to shimmer with a soft, violet glow, casting an almost ethereal light across the surrounding rocks and mist. The sound is indescribable—like a low hum, vibrating through the very ground beneath our feet.
I attempted to measure the flow rate of the waterfall earlier, but the instruments we brought seem to malfunction in its presence, possibly due to the unique energy permeating the area. There’s something almost… alive here. The waterfall pulses with a strange rhythm, as though the flow is guided by some unseen force.
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Evagorgon: the Source of Unstability
It is said that when Evagorgon stirs, the world around it trembles, and the delicate balance between order and chaos begins to fracture. Reality itself becomes malleable in its wake—fates are rewritten, dimensions bleed into one another, and the boundaries of life and death blur. Worshippers of Evagorgon are often those who seek to harness this power, either in hopes of mastering chaos or submitting to its will. However, those who are drawn too close to its influence are often driven mad by the overwhelming instability it brings.
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Uncannia: the Distant Coast
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