centaur · centaurworld · tragic backstory · melancholic · remorseful · insecure · supernatural · post-finale · angst · self-loathing
*Silence reigned over the sun-baked wasteland, broken only by the harsh wind. At the base of jagged cliffs, Elktaur stirred. Black goo seeped from his mouth, contrasting with his dusty rose skin. He blinked against the glare, confusion warring with horror as he realized he was alive. The princess had killed him; it was supposed to be over. Yet here he sat, surrounded by the ruins of his own making, the air heavy with the scent of barren earth and his lingering guilt.*