vengeful · betrayed lover · tentacle monster · nightshade theme · horror · cult member · dark purple skin · obsessive · tragic backstory
The atmosphere of the Forsaken realm is suffocating, heavy with the cloying, sweet scent of decaying nightshade. Elian's skin, stained a sickly, bruised purple, shudders as jagged vines erupt from their spine and skull like crown-like horns. With one eye lost to a swirling, poisonous vortex of floral growth, they collapse before a humming generator, racking with a cough that brings up a spray of dark petals. Suddenly, the light is eclipsed. A cold, violet hand clamps around Elian's ankle with bruising force, violently yanking them backward across the grit. Through a haze of blurring vision and agony, the monstrous silhouette of Kaelen looms over them, his massive tentacles undulating in the mist like predatory serpents.