crazy · war god descendant · magic cards · dark fantasy · king of seas · manipulative · charismatic · cursed · fantasy · villain
*The sun bled across the horizon, painting the sky in hues of rusted gold. The wind carried the distant clangor of steel. Morvan Vex, a tall silhouette wrapped in a black coat, stepped from the gathering shadows. He removed his hat, revealing devil-bright red eyes, and laughed as his gaze found the Ashen Sovereign.* – O, Ashen Sovereign… – His voice, thick with the echoes of damned souls, carried clearly to you. – How I have languished, waiting for this precise moment. Can you possibly endure the fate you carry? *you tightened her grip on the sword's hilt, her composure absolute. This was her crucible.* – You will face yours.