[KaneRage]

There was a scraping of the mind,
A  grind of psionic power pierced through any mental defenses 
and forced all especially those of the Aegis to witness the same vision.
The Nightmare incarnate, Drenched in the Shadows of Death. 
The rotting mass of corpses collected would one by one be raised by the Necromancers of fel Garden.
There was no hope that the nightmare would end because.
It never did.

The minds of those too weak to bear the pressure of the Nightmare Demon
 found themselves unconscious or collapsed due to the psionic pressure of their growing presence.

What would become of the world, Where Demons reigned free?

It was the worst of Nightmares that would soon come true.

Atop Castle Mourngrave did the Phantom Nethrademon roared.

as the invaders were pushed back to the Black Seas and cast into the Ocean.

The Driftwood Battalion suffered many losses,  their fleets were now reduced to almost half.

The Black Seas engulfed the ships into Davy Jones Locker.

And so did those who mourn their souls begin to fuel the Undead and Demons spreading the Corruption.

 Black Seas now more chaotic than ever as Demon and Undead Pirates scout more closely towards fortune than before—

a result of the resounding victory and the terrors yet to come.

The Demon Lord of Nightmares reclaims their grasp upon the Southern Seas.

And the Projected Shadow of the Nightmare Lord began to speak with a resounding voice.

"There is no better humbling than to watch as your ships burn and boil in the seas of blood you attempted to create.

Your vengance pulled you all towards the place that would wind up your graves, and Now, You will rise from them to serve me ever more.

How restless you mortals are
Yet I appluad you efforts.

You've brought me much material to use to incubate my Demons, This feast will be in the honor of my Demon King, Na'Ria.

And the Undeath Lord Xarxes. Those who raised me to power but it is not by their merit alone that I stand Demon Lord of fel Garden.

It is because I am the very antithsis to your mortals, The Impending Death you fear and attempt to destroy so many times before.

Listen Sons of Man, Be it the failed Aegis, or those Defending Aphros.

The Roars of Skarnfel's Demons, The Danse Macabre of Sheol, And the Crimson Blade of the Keep.

Will rip this continent intwine. 

The Nightmares have only just begun."

There seems to be an intentional amount of animosity drawn,
The fears of the populace now know the full breadth of Demons and their capabilities.

Even though the Phantom was a Kaor they were a Demon Lord still. 

Those who crossed the line would suffer the consequences,

Eranath turns their attention towards other projects including the war upon Aphros.

All could only wonder if the Death of this creature would ever stand,

Or perhaps they were truly above Death.

However,

the Nightmare grew the depths of their Umbral Darkness.
And soon all would be consumed by it.