C65 Kneel and Worship the Ancestors!!

"Prison... prison, a cell!" Zopyrus slowly rose to his feet, gazing into the vast expanse of the underground cavern as if he had forgotten how to breathe.

The cavern stretched out endlessly, its vastness seeming to have no bounds.

The world was awash in green, with dark green phosphorescence floating through the air.

Bones, mountains of bones; the white remains were densely packed