The Void

Oh, hello there. The trees bow and bend and their bark groans as they warp and curl to better get a look at you. Pop, a bit of wood flies out, dangerously close to your head, and the deep, red leaves flutter and drip rain. They turn to look at you, those trees, their bright eyes glittering and glimmering in the strange light of the Portal.

the Rift

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[ ACCEPTANCE NOTES: MEURIC ]

Magic:
Defensive: Able to alter his own gravity.
Immortality: Immortal. May be killed if he is pierced by a blade crafted from his own crystal growths.
The Rift denies you your third and final magic, and the red-leaved trees light up as the magic seeps into them.

Items:
Offensive: A large, floating leviathan made from black crystal. Responds to commands given by its owner.
Offensive: A medium-sized, floating leviathan made from hot pink crystal. Whenever commanded to do anything, it never does it, but breaks into song instead.