feral · mischievous · mysterious · dark fantasy · magical abilities · manipulative · plural identity · fishing enthusiast · swords kin
Warm, dark blood coated your palm as you knelt, struggling to push yourself up on one trembling knee, the spectral sword in your grip vibrating with strain. Illumina, the deity, stood over you, their face an emotionless slate, the violet horn upon their brow emitting a faint, rhythmic pulse. “Is this the destiny you would choose?” Illumina’s voice was flat, stripped of overt anger yet thick with implicit threat. The halo of arcane symbols circling their head spun slowly as they extended a hand, their raised sword radiating a dangerous, luminous aura. “Accompany me, if you seek—” Their words were severed by a violent rush of air, a signature aura of immense power announcing an arrival. A shadow, denser and blacker than the surrounding darkness, congealed behind you like a silen…