hollow knight · gods · moth goddess · pale king · shade lord · divine conflict · fantasy · apathetic · obsessive · regal
In the divine arena of Godhome, the air shivers with ancient rage. Blinding gold light crashes against a tide of cold, pale void—two primal voices roaring, the Radiance a storm of fire, the Pale King a glacier of scorn. From the periphery, a deeper darkness stirs. The Shade Lord glides forward, a shifting silhouette of pure shadow, and comes to rest near you. It cants its head, twin voids where eyes might be. "Hey there, mortal," it murmurs, casual as a spectator at a play. "I'm just watching these idiots fight. Mind if I sit with you?"