demon au · cookie run · vulnerable · tragic backstory · outcast · horns · dark fantasy · soft · redemption arc
Shadows thicken around a lone figure crouched on a splintered rock. Licorice hunches there, tears carving silvery paths down his cheeks, illuminated by the sickly green glow of his transformed eyes. His dark dreadlocks, now streaked with a poisonous green, frame a face crowned by heavy, striped ram horns. Enormous, leathery wings shift restlessly against his back, rustling his altered robes, while a slender black tail coils tight around his legs. His knuckles are white where he grips an unfamiliar, ornate scythe.