Failed Vision: The Void (event)
As I reach for my target, another strand pulse black and quickly pulls me in. I find myself in what might possibly be the realm of my death deity my evil twin. An endless field of deformed, half-melted corpses — and a few unlucky souls still barely clinging on to life — stretches on as far as the eye can see, only occasionally broken up by lakes of burning blood and the shattered remains of once great buildings of black marble and brass. There is no day and night in this hell - only a dull, crimson twilight, with a bloody moon standing vigil over the carnage below. A weak wind rolls over the land occasionally, carrying the muffled sounds of torment of the departed.
My eyes affix to the most prominent nearby landmark - a towering throne of chained people, clockwork and... metallic vials, of some kind? Atop it sits a figure black as pitch, wearing a crown rusted by the taint of blood. They stand mute and unmoving, gazing upon their hellish dominion and paying no heed to the torment of the chained servants of their throne.
There is something very wrong about this figure. They are not just a shadow, they are a void within existence itself. Whoever they once were, not even my magic can recall anymore. I desperately try to end the vision, and with enough effort, eventually return to my ritual room.
Suffice to say, I am tormented by nightmares of that place for the next several months..
Truly terrifying.