Alevia returned to her seat and began to explain slowly.
"The Underworld... it's a remnant of a battlefield from ancient times.
In ancient times, a great war that spanned countless planes erupted between the Wizard World and the Abyss World.
Though our predecessors ultimately achieved victory and expelled the Will of the Abyss, some battlefields were left with a contamination that could never be fully purified.
The Underworld beneath our feet is one such place."
Malena held her breath, her mind flashing with images of countless glorious yet brutal battles.
"The Underworld is filled with an omnipresent Abyssal Aura—a twisted, maddening, and malicious Energy Field."
Alevia's voice grew somber. "With prolonged exposure, a creature's sanity is eroded until they devolve into Abyssal Creatures—monsters that know only slaughter.
The subterranean races are countless, their forms endlessly varied, but they all share the same traits: they are mad and twisted.
