In the Southern Regions lies the Nightmare Dominion, an empire of shadow and bone, ruled by the Lich Emperor Supreme. Black spires rise over a wasteland of dead forests and toxic green rivers, the lifeblood of the countless souls pressed into his service. His legions—Wraiths and Revenants—move like a silent storm, striking without warning.
Now the Dominion faces a rival: the Zombie King of the Undead, whose endless hordes of rotting flesh swarm the land. It is a war of dead versus dead—spectral precision against brute decay. Where their forces clash, the earth is scarred forever, and the green river swells with the essence of the fallen.
From his highest tower, the Lich Emperor watches with the patience of centuries. In the realm of death, there are no true defeats—only the waiting.
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The Nightmare Dominion
The Nightmare Dominion
Elf J Trul
In the Southern Regions lies the Nightmare Dominion, an empire of shadow and bone, ruled by the Lich Emperor Supreme. Black spires rise over a wasteland of dead forests and toxic green rivers, the lifeblood of the countless souls pressed into his service. His legions—Wraiths and Revenants—move like a silent storm, striking without warning.
Now the Dominion faces a rival: the Zombie King of the Undead, whose endless hordes of rotting flesh swarm the land. It is a war of dead versus dead—spectral precision against brute decay. Where their forces clash, the earth is scarred forever, and the green river swells with the essence of the fallen.
From his highest tower, the Lich Emperor watches with the patience of centuries. In the realm of death, there are no true defeats—only the waiting.

