Doomsday Calendar
The blocks are turning, interlocking and noisily grinding against one another. The entity changes shape with every offering from surrounding clay dolls. Sometimes its blocks rotate, and sometimes chunks of its red flesh shrink and stretch. Something falls to the ground from its endlessly distorting form. One of its blocks fell out of place, pushed out amidst the constant change. Even the clay dolls stop making their offerings, confused. They stare at the block.
Choices
Wrath
Lust{0} walks past the clay dolls and stands before the entity. The Sinner picks up the block and attempts to fit it into an opening, but the entity's form is too different now. There is no place for the block. Click. Clack. The faint noise grows gradually clearer. It's the sound of interlocking, turning blocks. {0} looks up at the threateningly intensifying noise. The disc is now the deep, dense color of the night sky, shimmering with light. {0} quickly retreats from this ominous transformation, gulping with fear.
{0} walks past the clay dolls and stands before the entity. The Sinner picks up the block and attempts to fit it into an opening, but the entity's form is too different now. There is no place for the block. Click. Clack. The faint noise grows gradually clearer. It's the sound of interlocking, turning blocks. {0} looks up at the threateningly intensifying noise. The disc is now the deep, dense color of the night sky, shimmering with light. {0} quickly tries to retreat from this ominous transformation, gulping from fear... but the clay dolls all grab onto {0} in dull, hypnotic movements, trapping the Sinner there. Only after shaking them off could {0} retreat to safety.
- Lose 40 HP (the chosen Sinner)
No need to get so up close and personal with this monstrous thing. We leave the block on the ground and vacate to find a different path.
