Level 37.44

The Frostbitten Pools.
A part of Level 37 cast away deep into nonexistence, left to rot for the rest of eternity. But forgotten places don't fade away so quickly.
This level is, for lack of a better word, "broken." Those who enter it are met with nothing but an endless non-Euclidean expanse of rotting, frozen-over pools. The creeping darkness has covered the pools, erasing all matter, absorbing almost every last bit of heat, and leaving nothing but an indescribable void.
The entities have been glitched and broken to almost complete fragility, rendering them a mild annoyance at best, which will slowly die as the level fully crumbles. Any colonies in here are long gone, their members either having died or fallen into the endless torment of nothingness.
To say this infection is a blotch of darkness would imply that it is anything. Not even darkness can describe this creeping nothingness, a void-like stain on the level, consuming the water, the stone that makes up the pools, the light in the area, and even the very air and space surrounding it, leaving nothing but an empty stain, a creeping monument to the failures of those before us.
The pools are not written in official documents or shared publicly. They are only spoken of in hushed whispers, in secret meetings, in faraway places where they think nobody's watching.
One would be forgiven for wanting to forget this place, to bury their heads in the metaphorical sand and ignore the insurmountable threat ahead of us, to simply ignore the massive scar that is slowly taking the rest of Level 37 with it.
The level's imminent doom is evident. It is told in the massive holes in reality covering its corners, in the icicles covering the ceiling of the pools, in the oppressive darkness covering the area. It is told in the unstoppable spread of itself across Level 37, and possibly beyond.
What?
Do you want to know more?
In the end, what this place was is unimportant.
There is no meaning to this madness. There is no goal to achieve, no monsters to run from, no sublimity to bask in. There is no story to be told in this place.
Nothing of value exists here.
…Not anymore.
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