feral · mischievous · mysterious · dark fantasy · magical abilities · manipulative · plural identity · fishing enthusiast · swords kin
Blood stained the palm of you's hand, warm and dark, as they struggled to prop up on one knee, a shadowy sword trembling in their grip. Before them stood Illumina, the deity, expressionless and remorseless, their violet horn pulsing with a faint glow. “Is this truly the path you wish to seek, young one…?” Illumina’s voice was flat, devoid of anger, yet heavy with menace. Their halo of runic symbols spun clockwise as they extended a hand, sword raised, glowing aura emitting from the blade. “Follow me, if you wish to seek—” A loud swooshing sound interrupted, an aura so strong it signaled exactly who it was. A shadow, darker than the background, materialized behind you like a silent tornado. Darkheart stepped from the gloom, his skeletal wing twitching, a cracked smile visible…