Chapitre 42: A Trapped God

The air grew heavier with each passing second as the Evolved Dred loomed above, a horrifying amalgamation of darkness and despair. Its grotesque body twisted unnaturally, shadowed in undulating tendrils of black mist that seemed to gnaw at the very fabric of reality. The earth beneath it cracked under its sheer weight, and with every guttural growl, a shiver ran through the city.

Its eyes—or what passed for eyes—burned like molten orbs, radiating malice that pierced the hearts of all who dared look upon it. Its sheer size dwarfed the surrounding buildings, making the monstrous form seem almost invincible.

Yet, it wasn't just its size or deformity that made it terrifying—it was the oppressive aura of despair it exuded. The closer it came, the more it pulled at the deepest fears and insecurities of those who beheld it, dragging them into the abyss of their own minds.