"Over there, everything is ashen and droll. The skies without clouds are only a single tear that extends for hundreds of thousands of kilometers; we call this tear the [Torn Heart]. The Torn Heart tirelessly pumped out a gooey liquid that eventually came to be called [Darkness]. At the bottom of the Torn Heart was a bottomless river of Darkness, its depths unreached, its reaches stretching across the world, or so others say.
"From this river rises Specks of Darkness, and, here, everything begins. This Speck of Darkness, at first, looked harmless, but it has instincts telling it to devour the other Specks of Darkness around it. The Specks of Darkness will consume as it aimlessly floats into the wasteland. It would eat and grow into a fist-sized wisp until finally into a shapeless black matter— a Shadow.
