The Season of the Construct emerges with might,

The Season of the Construct emerges with might,
Darkness entwined, a gripping, relentless fight.
In Diablo’s realm, new powers ignite,
A tale of chaos and glory, shadowed in the night.

Builders of destruction, artisans of might,
Unleashing their creations, born from the ethereal light.
Constructs arise, with mechanical sight,
Obeying their masters, ready to take flight.

Stone and steel, a symphony in the abyss,
Woven together, forming a devastating kiss.
Armored creations, ruthless and amiss,
Wreaking havoc, as their master’s will they don’t miss.

In the Season of the Construct, control unravels,
The boundary between life and metal, it slowly disentangles.
As the machine-hearted champion triumphantly travels,
The world trembles, as beneath his footsteps it shambles.

Hearts turn to gears, souls to circuits merge,
Darkness envelops, as the construct’s power surge.
Destiny altered with each hammer’s urge,
In their wake, ashes and ruins begin to converge.

Witness the rise of marvels, behold the mythic genial,
For the Season of the Construct has arrived, surreal.
A battle for dominance, where only the strongest heal,
In this darkened realm, where salvation is concealed.

Keywords: Construct, Darkness, Chaos, Creations, Triumph, Power