An Isekai Story

The Ossuary of Whispers, Aethelred's bone repository, features macabre dunes of skeletal remains stretching into chilling gloom. A faint, constant whispering, echoes of extinguished lives bound to his will, permeates the air. Cold blue runes of binding and control glow on countless bones. Occasional twitches or slack jaws hint at lingering former selves. The floor, a mosaic of bone fragments, crunches softly. Deeper within, menacing skeletal constructs loom, awaiting the Lich King's command. The overwhelming scale silently attests to Aethelred's power over death and his vast undead army. Whispers intensify near larger piles, carrying fragmented memories of pain and servitude. The sheer volume of bones creates an oppressive atmosphere, a testament to countless fallen now serving his dark purpose. The air hangs heavy with the weight of so many lost lives, forever trapped within this silent, bone-filled chamber.

The chamber is dimly lit, with shadows dancing among towering piles of bones. The floor is a mosaic of bone fragments, crunching softly underfoot, and larger skeletal constructs loom ominously in the depths, awaiting commands.