Origins of the Shadow Dweller (Crypt Vault Re-release)
Hello, my Legion! Tonight, we are unearthing a classic nightmare from deep within the crypts vaults.
We are rewinding the clock back to the 3rd century BCE to uncover the sinister Origins of the Shadow Dweller.
Long before the modern world took shape, an ancient order of druids—known to history as the Bringers of Darkness—attempted the unthinkable: tearing open a rift to the Netherworld.
Their goal? Unleash absolute chaos, summon hordes of demons, and reduce all of humanity to eternal servitude.
Standing between our world and complete annihilation are the Smiters of God, a ruthless clergy armed with ancient angelic relics.
Bound by sacred blood, these holy warriors will stop at nothing to break the prophecy—no matter the body count, and no matter the cost.
Dim the lights, lock your doors, and step back into the shadows.
Into the Abyss: Morbid Morsals is a Darkshogun Production in association with Twisted Souls Media. Created and produced by Troy Bursch.
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SPEAKER_00: Hello, my legion. Tonight we are unearthing a classic nightmare from deep within the crypt's vaults. We are rewinding the clock back to the third century BCE to uncover the sinister origins of the shadow dweller. Long before the modern world took shape, an ancient order of druids, known to history as the Bringers of Darkness, attempted the unthinkable, tearing open a rift to the netherworld. Their goal? Unleash absolute chaos, summon hordes of demons, and reduce all of humanity to eternal servitude.
SPEAKER_00: Standing between our world and complete annihilation are the smiters of God, a ruthless clergy armed with ancient angelic relics. Bound by sacred blood, these holy warriors will stop at nothing to break the prophecy, no matter the body count and no matter the cost. Dim the lights, lock your doors, and step back into the shadows.
SPEAKER_06: Please, please let me go. I have a family. I don't know how I got here or what I'm doing. Whatever you are places is I'm sorry. Please, I can't see it's so dark.
SPEAKER_05: I will tell you the teams last time.
SPEAKER_05: I am the shadow of eye. Here to keep you company to keep this followers.
SPEAKER_05: This little dity is called Origins of the Shadow Dweller A Mini South.
SPEAKER_04: The Druids, better known as the Bringers of Darkness, were preparing the ritual to open a portal to the Netherrelm. It would open a gateway to this world, unleashing evil and chaos, turning this world into forever night, allowing these ungodly monstrosities to unleash El on everything as we know it.
SPEAKER_04: The five members of Bringers of Darkness court approached the pentagram and stood at the points within the circle. The light from the blood moon poured in through a hole in the ceiling that filled the room.
SPEAKER_05: The blood moon is upon us, my brothers. It is time to connect the realms and dimensions from this world and to the in-between to the netherworld. They will be free, and we will command them to carry out our bidding.
unknown: Man will fall, and we will rebuild from the ashes and rule this new hell on earth.
SPEAKER_05: Once the door is opened, we will have absolute power.
unknown: Young, old, the innocent will be ours for the taking. Enslaving mankind will only be the beginning.
SPEAKER_04: The blood moon only high in the night sky as the men began the plan of attack.
SPEAKER_04: They must be stopped at all costs, Your Excellence. They need to be vanquished. They mustn't complete the Dort ritual by the peak of the Blood Moon, or else all humanity will be doomed for all eternity.
SPEAKER_04: Said one of the priests.
SPEAKER_03: Aye! We knew this day would come when the scrolls from the Dark Grimaur would be used for this very thing. By the grace of God Himself, the Almighty shall give us the strength and protection to defeat our wicked enemies. They are most powerful with the dark arts and magic. Remember, we mustn't underestimate them, for their alliance with the Dark One is indeed a strong one.
SPEAKER_04: Reply the High Priest. The six priests gathered their crosses, holy water, and other relics from the saints themselves, known to aid in battle against the dark forces.
SPEAKER_03: Once we surround them, we must be strong and not falter. Our strength lies within our faith. The passages from the angelic scrolls must be spoken with authority in order to trap them all for eternity for all time. Never escaping. I cast in this highest of holy spells.
SPEAKER_05: Let us begin the ritual.
SPEAKER_04: The lady caught his hand with a ceremonial blade and let the blood drip into her chalice. The cup was passed around to the other members as they did the same. A low chanting of Latin and Druid echoed throughout the chamber. The lights from the candles danced on the walls as the leader held his cup up high.
SPEAKER_04: Each of the priests from the smiters of God quietly made their way into the chamber and surrounded the members of the court. A smoky, swirly vortex began to form in the center of the pentagram. The smell of fire and brimstone quickly filled the room as the court continued their incantation.
SPEAKER_04: Sounds of crowds, grunts, and horrific screams began to emulate through the hood. Dark shadow creatures and demons started phasing their way in and out of reality, trying to tear their way into our world.
SPEAKER_04: The monks and priests began reciting enchanting from the angelic scroll as they held their sacred relics up high.
SPEAKER_03: In the name of God, I bind you foul evils to the in-between where you'll be trapped between realities, never returning, never leaving. You will be scattered through time and space, allowing you to never create what you are trying to accomplish.
SPEAKER_04: The Oi Priest shouted with authority.
SPEAKER_05: Your God will not save you. Soon you will worship and bow down to us. There will be statues and houses of worship built in our name.
unknown: We will be your new god. Our army will devour every last one of your souls.
SPEAKER_05: We will spread like a plague and infest the whole world.
SPEAKER_04: The odd figure said as he laughed.
SPEAKER_03: That is where you are mistaken. The light is stronger than the darkness. We shall triumph over evil. In the name of God the Father, God the Protector, I banish thee to forever inhabit and to be chained to the caverns of the abyss, to dwell with your creatures and demons, to keep you company forever.
SPEAKER_04: City's excellence. An invisible whirlwind from the vortex began sucking dirt and dust into itself. As it's intensified, candles and pages from the dark arts books began being swallowed into the portal.
SPEAKER_04: The members of the Bringers of Darkness started being pulled into the vacuum, drawing to grab onto tables or chairs to slow themselves from being sucked in. One by one they were pulled through the rip. As the last member was being pulled into the opening, he said.
unknown: Stopping at nothing until our goal is reached. I will make your whole bloodline suffer until there was no one left.
SPEAKER_04: The portal closed and the room exploded in a blinding white light, as if God himself and the saints exited the room.
SPEAKER_04: And also with you, your excellence.
SPEAKER_04: All the men said in unison.
SPEAKER_03: We must be ready for them whenever they regain their strength, however long it takes. The world will be in a strange and new times. Foreign science, a more civilized place with modern practices. We from the old world will most likely be forgotten. We must continue training the sacred bloodline for future generations, training them in our teachings and devoting their lives to God's army. God speed men for the doers of evil. Darkness has already infested the bodies, minds, and souls. Easy to control.
SPEAKER_03: It is these damn souls that will aid the bringers of darkness in their escape. God save us if that day should ever arrive.
SPEAKER_04: The Oi priest said to the weakened men. All the men grab the next man's forearm and bow their heads.
SPEAKER_04: Keep us strong in our fight, fight, and banish the darkness said. Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen.
SPEAKER_05: What did you think about that testifying date?
SPEAKER_05: What the hell do you want to meet?
SPEAKER_02: Until there is something to be as the caverns of the abyss takes you, I patiently await the next mortal that finds their way here to me.
SPEAKER_05: Your dark thoughts always lead you to me.
SPEAKER_01: So my friends, until next time, I look forward to tasting your fear.
SPEAKER_00: Hi, I'm Troy Birsch, creator and producer of this horrific show. If you want to help this nightmare spread like a virus to more unsuspecting souls, remember to like, subscribe, download, follow, turn on notifications, share the show with anyone who enjoys a little darkness in their lives. And if you really want to help summon new Legion listeners, please consider leaving a five-star rating and review on Apple, or Spotify, or wherever you listen. It doesn't have to be long, just honest. Reviews are lanterns in the dark.
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SPEAKER_02: Y'all know me, still the same OG, but I've been low-key. Hated on by most of these niggas with no G's, no deals and no G's, no wheels and no keys, no boats, no snowmobiles and no skis. Mad at me, cause I can probably afford to provide my family with groceries. Got a crib with a studio when it's all full of cracks. To add to the wall full of packs, hanging up in the office and back on my house like trophies. Did y'all think I'ma let my dough freeze? Oh please, you better bow down on both knees. Who you think taught you to smoke trees?
SPEAKER_02: Who you think brought you the ODs? Easy Ease, ice cubes and DOCs, the Snoop D or double G's. And the group said, Motherfucker Police gave you a tape full of dope beats to book when you stroll through in your hood. And when your album sales weren't doing too good. Who's the doctor they told you to don't see? Y'all better listen up closely. All you niggas got said that I turned pop or the firm fly. Y'all are the reason that Drain ain't been giving no sleep. So fuck y'all. All of y'all, if y'all don't like me, blow me.
SPEAKER_02: You only gon' keep fucking round with me and turn me back for the own me. Everybody wanna pop, like they got something to say. But nothing comes out when they move their lips. Just a bunch of chimmerish. And motherfuckers act they forgot about train. Everybody wanna pop, like they got something to say. But nothing comes out when they move their lips. Just a bunch of giver rich, hurry up. And motherfuckers act like they forgot about train. So what do you say? To somebody you hate. What? A remi more than tryna bring trouble your way.
SPEAKER_02: Wanna resolve things in a bloody way? Yeah, just study your tape, but in WA. One day I was walking by with a walkman on. When I caught a guy, gave me an awkward eye. Strangled him up in the parking lot. With his car, pliny, I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not. I'm harder than me, tryna park a dodge. When I'm drunk as fuck, right next to a humongous trunk in a two-car givage. Hoppin' up with two broken legs, tryna walk it off. Well, you too. V ac call the cops, I'ma kill you in the loud ass motherfuckin' barking dolls.
SPEAKER_02: And when the cops came through, me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house with a kid full of gas and a handful of matches and still work found out. So from here on out, it's the chronic two. Starting the day and tomorrow's a new. And I'm still low open up to choke you to death with a Johnston shoot. Chick-up, chicken, chicken. Slim shady, harder than a set of twin babies. And the Mercedes bins with the windows up. When the tip goes up to the men, 80s, calling men ladies. Saudi die, but I've been crazy.
SPEAKER_02: There's no way that you can save me. It's okay. Going here. Yada. Nowadays. Everybody in a talk like they got something to say.
SPEAKER_01: A bunch of chimmers, huh?
SPEAKER_02: And motherfuckers I got they for cow outrain. Ain't nobody wanna talk if they got something to say. When love comes out in the mood, they next. Just a bunch of chimmeries, huh? And motherfuckers I got they for God vouchrain. Everybody wanna talk like they got something to say. If it was up to me, you motherfucker stop coming up to me with your hands out. Looking up to me like you want something free. When my last C B was out, you weren't wanting me. But now that I got this little gun for me, everybody wanna come to me like it wasn't disease.
SPEAKER_02: But you won't get it from me. Cause I'm from the script to see confidence. I told them all the little gangsters who you think can't melt them all. Yeah, you wanna run around talking about guns like I ain't got none. Well, you think I sold them all? Cause I stayed y'all. Now all I get is hate man all day, saying Drake Delong. Cause I've been the lad with a pen in the town, tryna get this damn label off. I ain't having that. This is a millennium with aftermath. It ain't gonna be nothing after that.
SPEAKER_02: So give me one more platinum black. And fuck rap, keep it having that. So get it's all a mad crack and sack. It's like a jungle in this habitat. But all you savage cats know that I was strapped with gats. What we were coming in a cabbage patch. Now yeah, nowadays, everybody wanna talk here now. Here I am in the trunk, take a time same the same. The love comes out when you move a lips.
SPEAKER_02: If all the pockets have faith, but how do I turn out? Here I am in the trunk, we've got something to say, the love comes out.
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