One day,when he was making shelters, and making firewood from the fiery embers of the sun,a strong gust of wind awoke the fire and suddenly started raging at the world.In a desperate act to save his precious Kingdom,he threw arcane stones and blunkspram dust...what happened next changed the world...
Chaos and misery swirled around the world,darkening the precious things The creator had made.
It's Ghastly roar shaped the dying ashes of the sun into a horrible monstrosity...He could only describe it as...The Jaroki
Legends has it rumoured that if you ever awoke the Jaroki, Everything and everyone you cared about would be cursed...
But surely enough,that was all. Just a wives tale...or was it?
Here he was face to face in front of the Jaroki itself,Towering above him like a colossal demon.
Paralysed with indescribable fear, The creator found out that he was speechless and chill to the bone...his own nerves creeped upon him like serpents slowly suffocating him...
The Monster Looked down and with a swoop began to catch him...
