You wander into an abandoned tower, floating on a mass of stone, cleaved from a mountain in some ancient conflict...

You trace the runes of the summoning circle in blood, its aura draining you as you work...

Time seems to grind to a halt as the runes are complete.

The Rock was my prison, set adrift in the Quantum Shadow for eternity.

Now, I must consume, to feed the chaos within.

You should not have come here, mortal.

Entered by: 0x7BDa…71Ac and preserved on chain (see transaction)