Sick Like Me

Cadaver stood at the edge of the natural asphalt, the thick black substance bubbling and oozing before him. His eyes scanned the treacherous landscape, searching for any signs of life amidst the seemingly endless pools of abyss. The main pool was surrounded by smaller pits, each one a potential death trap for unsuspecting animals. Yet, despite the risks, Cadaver found himself drawn to this place. He couldn't resist the pull of the unknown, the thrill of danger and discovery. And so, he stood there, his heart beating faster with each step he took towards the edge.

He could feel the heat radiating from the ground, a reminder of the constant activity happening just below the surface. It was both terrifying and exhilarating. An experience that wouldn’t leave him easily deterred. With a determined glint in his eye, he took a deep breath and stepped forward, seeing just how far he could push his limits.

"Cadaver Nightwing"