As you raise your head, your garden returns - your beloved carpet, water pipe, preserved fruits, flowers, and hand-washing basin - all forming your sanctuary.

You realize: you are no longer mortal.

The dark mist solidifies amid hearty laughter... A handsome dark-haired man in crimson leather appears. Heavy gold adorns his body, enormous gem rings flash on every finger. Their floor-length hair forms countless braids decorated with star-like jewels. Their overwhelming scent borders on foulness. "You're remarkable... I never expected such capability," they walk across your carpet, looking down at you: "Now you've seen my true face. How many mortals achieve this? You should look happier!" They smile, almost approachable...

Like a host, you offer the water pipe, taking turns enjoying it. "How progress your tasks? Are the rituals difficult? Need more gifts?" Their smile fades as one hand traces their milk-white skin while others - a third, a fourth - rummage through pockets, carelessly tossing items to the ground: giant millipedes, bizarre demons, thrones, riches, palaces... scattered like insignificant debris.

You remain silent. Finally, finding something in their trouser pocket, their voice turns cold: "This is what you want, yes? Unlike that pretender, I've always embraced my true form, need no disguise... Look!"

Instantly, they reveal something, and this false form distorts - endless dark tides overwhelm you. Garden, carpet, all submerged in darkness, the world filled with black ooze, leaving you floating as the sole light source.

"I am contamination, fullness, deadly abundance, unrelenting pleasure!" You finally understand - this is an ink bottle, the speaking liquid around you is black ink... Once perhaps the essence of creation, now decayed to viscosity and stench, unable to write a new, more wondrous world...It was all a deception.

Result:

• Clean Slot #1: 1
• Card (The Creeping Rot):
  • Tag (Owned): +1

Action:

• Enable Event: God's warning