The awaited day had arrived, and the full moon began its slow ascent into the night sky, casting a spectral glow across the landscape. Envis, shrouded in dark anticipation, stood atop a rugged hill, its summit seemingly touching the heavens. Candles and torches encircled him, their flickering flames dancing in eerie harmony, revealing the vibrant life-filled trees and surroundings that would soon succumb to impending doom.
With a sinister grin, Envis turned his attention to his view of the world below him. 

"Any final words, Ribinas?" he taunted, his voice dripping with malevolence.
As a wicked chuckle escaped his lips, the full moon unveiled itself, marking the commencement of his ominous incantation. Darkness swiftly cloaked the area around him. To keep his chant undisturbed, he used his magic to create an illusion that made the surroundings appear peaceful, despite the real world being ablaze in fiery red and orange colors. Simultaneously, a magical barrier materialized, warding off any potential attackers with an invisible shield of magical energy.

Aware that something was amiss, the Ribinas frantically scattered like leaves in a gusty wind, rallying their kin in futile attempts to warn them. Weakness overcame some, causing them to collapse and slowly lose consciousness as their life force slithered away. The first corrupted spirits were unleashed upon the world, their malevolent presence twisting the very essence of life.

The landscape underwent a sinister transformation. Diseases proliferated like a pestilential storm, and the corrupted spirits infested the lands, rendering them perilous but still habitable for the foolhardy few who dared to tread. The graveyard, once a safe haven for the deceased, now teemed with malevolent, corrupted spirits. They roamed the hallowed grounds like restless phantoms, their presence a harbinger of doom. Anyone daring to set foot within this accursed realm would confront a death more sinister and unfaithful than they could ever imagine.

As the chaos eventually subsided, the lingering effects remained, casting a long shadow over the world. Envis reveled in his success, having etched his curse deep into the fabric of existence, all while eluding detection by those who remained oblivious to his malevolent deed. His laughter echoed through the night, a chilling reminder of the darkness that had been unleashed upon the world.