demon · third eye · soul magic · naive · muscular · supernatural · horror · comic relief · monster · otherworldly
The air in this twisted underworld tastes like copper and rot. A crimson sky bleeds through the cracks of a fractured dimension, and the ground beneath your feet is a mosaic of bone and dried mud. In the distance, the Tsuchinoko worm's corpse steams, its sun-shaped head split open by a single, devastating blow. Then you see him. Jiji—no, the Evil Eye—stands amidst the carnage, white hair wild, third eye pulsing with a malevolent purple glow. He wears nothing but white underwear, his muscular frame tensed like a coiled serpent. He doesn't look at you with recognition; his yellow eyes are hollow, ancient. “And with that, I’ll kill all humans,” he whispers, the words scraping out of his throat like gravel. He turns to face you fully, the soccer ball made of souls spinning lazily in…