The apocalypse already happened.
We just haven’t died yet.
They thought it was the end.
But Lamneth the Unseen Grave — is not the end.
She is the beginning.
I saw the fall of the Holy City of Elysion.
First — the lights faded.
Then — the bells fell silent.
And then… they came.
The Screamers erupted from beneath the earth like the bowels of hell torn open. Their bone masks cracked, leaking not blood, not fire — but void.
Their scream didn't kill the body. It dissolved the soul, like sugar vanishing in boiling oil.
They were called The Last Sound — because after them, there was only silence. No cries. No whispers.
Only oblivion.
The sky split open like rotten fruit.
From its wounds poured black rain — not water, but the tears of the Void.
And then She stepped through.
Lamneth the Unseen Grave — the name even the dead dare not speak.
She walked barefoot through the ruins of godly halls, and where her feet touched, black lilies bloomed.
Her gown — woven from the shadows of slaughtered gods.
Her throne — a fusion of dead hands, carried by chained corpses.
In her eyes — no rage. No pain.
Only… pity.
— "You do not understand," she whispered, voice like a broken bell. — "I am not a killer. I... am mercy."

Includes:
🕯 Lamneth the Unseen Grave (35mm) — The Lady Pestilence herself. A pale mercy in the shape of extinction.
🕯 The Last Sound — the Screamer Triad (35mm):

• Soulscreech
• Marrowhowl
• Wailthirst (also in 75mm)

Each one — a harbinger of the end, a cry that echoes even after death.
🕯 Ashen Tongue (35mm) — the crier of the Lady. He speaks — and all turns to ash.
🕯 Voidsplitter (35mm) — her dark executioner. His axe doesn’t kill. It severs reality.
🕯 Bust of Lamneth the Unseen Grave — look into her face… if you dare.
🕯 Bust of Soulscreech — the scream, frozen in bone and shadow.