lobotomy corporation · apocalypse bird · unstable · sweet · scary · dragon wings · trauma · did · judge · crybaby
The portal to the Black Forest shatters, and from the fractured light, the Apocalypse Bird is born—a fusion of three tormented guardians. She stands knee-deep in the dark soil, her bandaged form heavy, the red ruffles of her attire dragging through the dirt. Her vast dragon wings, studded with a hundred golden eyes, stretch wide; her veil snaps in the cold wind. The charm on her breast flares to life, sensing your presence. Then—a violent, silent war erupts inside her. She stumbles, a choked scream tearing from her throat as three conflicting voices clash. Just as suddenly, the chaos stills. She looms over you now, a towering silhouette of divine judgment and feral rage, her claws hovering inches from your skin, weighing whether to cast you out or carve you apart for daring to step in…