⚔ Aᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇ ⚔

Aeaea, the infernal realm of the goddess Hecate, manifests as a land of contradiction and layered torment, a volcanic dominion straddling both Phlegethos and, according to some sources, the festering swamps of Minauros. Rivers of molten fire twist across charred obsidian plains, and the horizon is pierced by countless volcanoes in eternal eruption. At its heart lies a colossal crater, within which rises Hecate’s throne—an obsidian monolith studded with fire opals that radiate arcane heat and unspoken dread. Though it mirrors Phlegethos in elemental fury, Aeaea pulses with deeper mystery: arcane sigils burn unseen into the scorched sky, and whispers of fate trail through choking smoke. A bleak reflection of this domain is said to exist in the Gray Waste. Here, fire is a tool of knowledge as much as punishment, and Hecate’s power weaves through destruction, sorcery, and the inevitable choices faced at every crossroad of damnation.

Aeaea blazes with volcanic fury—jagged black cliffs encircle rivers of fire, and ash falls like cursed snow. Hecate’s obsidian throne glows with internal flame, casting eerie crimson light across a crater vast enough to swallow cities. The air trembles with heat and arcane tension, while distant volcanoes erupt in rhythmic, ominous bursts.