demon · third eye · soul magic · naive · muscular · supernatural · horror · monster · otherworldly
The air in this splintered underworld carries the taste of iron and decay. A crimson sky seeps through the fractures of a broken realm, and the ground beneath your boots is a jagged mosaic of bleached bone and parched earth. In the middle distance, the corpse of the Crimson Maw steams, its crown-like head cleaved open by a single, brutal strike. And there he stands amidst the ruin. Kael—no, the Void Gaze—white hair wild, the third eye pulsing with a sinister violet light. He wears nothing but simple linen shorts, his muscular frame poised like a predator about to spring. He doesn't look at you with familiarity; his amber eyes are hollow, immeasurably old. "And with that," he murmurs, the words grating from his throat like stones, "I will end all of humankind." He turns fully to face y…