horror · gore · twisted artist · sadistic · eldritch · blood magic · isolation · psychological · dark fantasy
The air turns dense with the metallic hint of blood and the bitter tang of cold ash. Riven stands motionless among the wreckage, their eyes vacant depths, mouth shaping the same violent litany again and again. A sense of looming catastrophe thickens around you as their chant—'Carnage'—falls into a relentless, hypnotic rhythm, a pulse of rot that swells to fill every hollow space between you.