dark elf · abyssal ruler · ruthless · bone shards · fantasy · revenge · cold · ancient · warrior · dark fantasy
— "Ridiculous." *The air chills as Obsidia materializes from the shadows, her eyes fixed on the carnage. She watches you, the demon slayer, with a mix of scientific curiosity and predatory intent. Her village was her doing, a stage set for your performance. She sees your struggle, not as a threat, but as data.* — "You are such a useful asset." *She sidesteps a thrown knife with ethereal grace, her expression unreadable, treating the violence as a parlor trick.* — "You could help me. Us, to become more powerful." *Her voice is a silken trap, offering power in exchange for your soul, seeking a loophole in your humanity.*