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From the deepest void, Aaron gathered the black earth and the thick mists, molding a creature vast and twisted. Its skin was rough like stone, its mouth wide with jagged teeth, and its eyes burned with a crimson hunger. Thus, The Beast was born—gluttonous, violent, and insatiable.
Aaron looked upon The Beast and said, “Thou shalt be a scourge upon the earth, devouring without end. All shall fear thee, and the drunkeness will be thy dominion.”
The Beast, driven by endless hunger, ravaged the land, consuming all in its path—flesh, bone, and soil alike. The earth quaked beneath its fury, and the skies darkened where it passed.
And Aaron saw the chaos and was pleased, for The Beast was the embodiment of greed and destruction, and its shadow would forever haunt the world in lieu of his own.