
Le dieci piaghe Mauxscariane (seconda parte) (speciale halloween)
https://suno.com/song/31d0d97d-837c-4186-ae39-f040655da3b2 πprevious chapter next chapter πhttps://suno.com/song/8e890aff-fa89-4702-bb02-8f10d026e83a Acoupstal playlist: https://suno.com/playlist/cfb271ed-e684-4175-ab7a-74ed93e8b4bf Loundanof e i Taukapiox: https://suno.com/playlist/b3b913f6-3010-46d4-a05c-f1513ac7295c The Fourth Mauxcarian Plague was the Excrementharium. Another day passed, and a hollow, bony Moon appeared above the skies of the city of Enthelia. This Moon began to release blackish clouds from its cavities, and soon after, a rain of a dark, foul-smelling liquid (similar to the Mahirnintic liquid seen previously) began to fall on the unfortunate city. The liquid rotted the land, sickening the entire population, destroying their crops and livestock. The food became disgusting, toxic, and vomit-inducing. Mere contact with the environment and even the smells nauseated the inhabitants, who, meanwhile, struck by various diseases and now covered in buboes and carcinogenic systems, began to kill themselves in an attempt to escape that nightmare. But upon their deaths, the putrid slime seeped from their bodies, pooling in one spot, becoming a colossal, malformed mass that began attacking and swallowing the other poor infected, growing ever larger. The Excremental Mass destroyed and swallowed Enthelia and two other smaller cities, ending the fourth putrid day, coated in toxic flesh. The Fifth Mauxcarian Plague was the Discorpheria. Around the city of Gaurantrerch, beautiful bone flowers (similar to "Desert Roses") began to grow and bloom, releasing a fragrant and wondrous aroma. It is said that this scent created a sense of transcendence beyond all things beyondβin short, the Scent of Forgetfulness. Little by little, that aroma began to cause memory lapses in the inhabitants. First, they forgot who they were, or who the people around them were; then they forgot how to reason and understand the things around them; then they forgot how to eat, drink, or sleep; then they forgot how to breathe, and their very vital organs forgot how to function; then, finally, they forgot they existed. Finally, Gaurantrerch, and four other minor cities, forgot their existence, disappearing into thin air. Thus, peacefully, the fifth melancholic day ended. The Sixth Mauxcarian Plague was Necraighedon. A vast, bony ring suddenly formed around the city of Reghiazel and three smaller cities, bearing strange inscriptions and symbols in an unknown, untranslatable language, now lost to time. Within the ring, all previously dead creatures in that territory, including entities older than civilization itself, rose again and attacked the city's inhabitants. Escaping the ring was impossible. Killing the Undead (Deadlorts) was also impossible, as they returned to life and were therefore re-summoned after a few seconds. Those killed by them, after a few seconds, rose again as undead, ready to fight and kill the living. Needless to say, the Plague exterminated the poor unfortunates faster than any other. It also died on the sixth fallen day, facing the judgmental gaze of the deceased. The Seventh Mauxcarian Plague was the Somnifussel. Near the city of Aucronom, a hypnotic sound began to be heard, reportedly coming from a bone musical instrument, used by a mysterious individual on the hill near the city. The sound slowly lulled all the inhabitants into sleep, but while this was happening, their bodies began to be covered in a semi-rocky material, which seemed to gradually replace the organic and bony remains of the individuals: in short, as they slowly fell asleep, they were transformed into fossilized rocks. The entire city was "fossilized," but just as it seemed all this was over, the sound immediately became more intense and powerful, causing the fossilized bodies to crack and shatter, creating a violent and powerful sonic explosion (of Mahirnintic origin) that engulfed two smaller nearby cities. Those struck were in turn petrified/fossilized instantly, without even time to fall asleep or experience even the slightest hint of sleep before the event. Thus the seventh silent day yields, drowned out by the screams of the bare rock.

