Chapter 1176 - The Ancient Tale Of The Lost Civilization (2/2)

”The people of Ormurant had come from the outside world, the desertic lands which had no food nor shelter for them, the Great Death Tree feed them and offered shelter in exchange for a delicious offering each weekend, the Ormurant didn't hesitated to sacrifice their own to sustain their greater population… Like this, they prospered through ages as they reproduced faster than they sacrificed people.”

However, shit changed with the last couple of paintings, the people suddenly began to fall sick, showing as if they were growing dark tattoos across their bodies, their hands began to turn slimy and black like oil, and their faces disfigured. This was known as the Death Tree Curse…

”The people of Ormurant were greedy, however, they asked too much of the glorious tree and ended receiving a punishment, being cursed and slowly turning into black sludge…”

After that, another set of even creepier paintings showed up, showcasing the people now turning into strange tree-like creatures, some even began to plant themselves in the ground willingly, slowly growing an external black layer and losing all emotions in the process, they began to plant themselves as trees…

”However, the curse was more than they believed, as they had too late realized that they should had never meddled with the Spawn of Shub-Niggurath, the true identity of the Death Tree, the mother of a Thousand Young had descended into this dimensional plane into this Avatar through a Spawn, as it had revealed such truth to the last remaining citizens… the people… slowly turned into her children, being embraced by her eternal motherly love… What?!”

I was left speechless, and everyone just stopped walking around and looked at me with surprise.

What the heck was this?! It was way stranger than we thought!

However, I continued walking and seeing more paintings, it showed the people slowly turning into more trees, gigantic, grotesque, with many eyes and tentacles, until the last one painted himself doing these paintings, even he was turning into one, and later on planted himself… the entire civilization was lost due to this, due to meddling with an entity which they should had never meddled with.

”T-The… trees… they were all people?” asked Zehe.

”Yeah… all the trees we saw used to be people, the Ormurant…” I said.

And then, we saw the end of the corridor leading outside, where a massive tree greeted our sight.

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