But beware: the chest has a voice. It tastes your intent. Reach for Lust with a pure heart, and you might gain a charm of allure. Reach for it with hunger, and your horns grow crooked, your sweat turns to honey, and the next villager you meet will kneel unbidden.
Deep in the fungal glow of the Old Forest, past the chittering Kitsune and the sighing willows, lies a chest not bound by wood or iron. It is called the Word Chest , and it breathes. Corruption Of Champions 2 Word Chest
They drift upward like spores: Lust , Weeping , Scale , Covenant . Each syllable is a mote of glowing potential, heavy with double meaning. In CoC2, words are not merely descriptors; they are . But beware: the chest has a voice
At first glance, it seems a reliquary of simple treasures: a scroll, a gem, a withered rose. But the moment you speak its true name— Lexicon Arcanum —the lid unseams itself with a wet, whispering sigh. Reach for it with hunger, and your horns
Inside, there is no gold. Only words.
You reach for Scale .