The Distributary



A desolate place made of clay, where a first born child was abandoned to play and live and scream for all eternity. As much a prison as it is a source of infinite power, it is a para-causal hell scape designed entirely to cater its sole permanent occupant.

From this world great powers and gifts may be given that have the power to sunder the frail shackles of realities and unwind the fabrics of dimensional weaves themselves.

But never can its occupant ever leave.