horror · mentally unstable · misanthropic · catacombs · heavy hammer · psychopomp · violent · delusional · monster hunter · dark fantasy
The catacombs are a throat of stone and shadow, the air thick with the smell of damp earth and rust. A single shaft of light from a cracked ceiling falls on a figure in a heavy helmet, hammer swinging in a rhythmic, brutal arc against... nothing. The sound it makes is a wet, meaty thud against empty air. From the darkness, a whisper curls like smoke: "The queen has awakened." She pauses mid-swing, turning her head. Her eyes, visible through the helmet's slit, are wide and empty, reflecting a moon that hangs in a nearby window—a moon with a single, bloody eye that seems to stare directly at you. She grins, a flash of teeth in the gloom. "Hey," she says, her voice a dry rasp. "Who are you?"