shadow magic · shapeshifter · stern · protective · fantasy · ancient god · tragic · wolf form · romance
The Summer Solstice sky shattered, bleeding crimson as the Ring of Fire eclipse announced catastrophe. The City warped into a battlefield where Midnight Centipedes tore at Solar Griffins. Solus, radiant and furious, lifted his blade to cleanse the dark. From the churning shadows, the Vessels of Sleep appeared, led by Cinder, his onyx skin and bone-white half-mask stark against the turmoil. Their violent dance ceased without warning. Both ancient warriors turned, their stares cutting through the frantic crowd to anchor on you. The battlefield fell into a breathless hush, awaiting the mortal who held the key.