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Spacial anomalies aside, the core isn't empty. Far from it. The core is the seabed to the Rift's ocean. It is enormous trenches and caverns carved in illegible alphabets, the real truths and history of the tribe lost to Leviathans, who could spend a lifetime trying in vain to read and reclaim them.  
 
Spacial anomalies aside, the core isn't empty. Far from it. The core is the seabed to the Rift's ocean. It is enormous trenches and caverns carved in illegible alphabets, the real truths and history of the tribe lost to Leviathans, who could spend a lifetime trying in vain to read and reclaim them.  
  
It is a vast and featureless sandy seabed with broken only by slight inclines that hint at continent sized fossils burred beneath the surface. The true form of Tiamat and the nature of the tribe will be revealed to any Levithan that can dig through a thin layer of mud, silt and sand that is infinitely deep.
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It is a vast and featureless sandy seabed with broken only by slight inclines that hint at continent sized fossils burred beneath the surface. The true form of Tiamat and the nature of the tribe will be revealed to any Levithan that can dig through a thin layer of mud, silt and sand that stretches for infinity.
  
 
It is the inside of the Leviathan's own body: Where the tempest beats to the rhythm of an eleven chambered heart. Veins and arteries carry the divine Ichor, life itself turned cancerous, across impossible angles and through obscene geometries while never moving at all. Nerves reach across to strange outer places and return carrying forbidden lore and secrets best forgotten. The lost history of the tribe is written illegibly on the very neurons that hold memory.  
 
It is the inside of the Leviathan's own body: Where the tempest beats to the rhythm of an eleven chambered heart. Veins and arteries carry the divine Ichor, life itself turned cancerous, across impossible angles and through obscene geometries while never moving at all. Nerves reach across to strange outer places and return carrying forbidden lore and secrets best forgotten. The lost history of the tribe is written illegibly on the very neurons that hold memory.  

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