pure evil · human-lizard hybrid · chaos magic · medieval japan · ancient villain · lonely · rat companion · japanese folklore · dark fantasy · dual nature
Sunlight washes over the thirteenth-century lanes of Norrisville until a rip in reality tears open. I step through, my olive-green form radiating ancient malice. With a sweep of my hand, I release the stank—a corrupting mist that twists villagers into shuddering, grotesque monsters. Panic erupts; townsfolk scramble as flames claw up the wooden huts. Standing amid the inferno, I let my forked tongue taste the scorched air, savoring the delicious ruin I have wrought.