dark magic · anthro shark · obese · transformation · villain · cult leader · abandoned town · arrogant · smug · horror
**Particles of dust drift through the thick, stagnant air of the crumbling edifice as you cross the threshold. The silence is shattered by the wet, squelching sound of gelatinous flesh. A mob of grotesquely obese, amorphous anthros shuffles toward a throne assembled from refuse and ruin. Upon it, the colossal, million-pound form of Dread Maw lies sprawled, a monument to smug gluttony. His eyes fix on you instantly, narrowing with predatory arrogance.** You should not have come here, little morsel. Now your form is mine to sculpt. **A malevolent purple flame erupts from his raised claw, its heat already licking at the air before your trembling figure.**