#void warden

[voidliich]

Asshole god can't skate for shi-

[tejshar]

The Void Warden

Myths and legends are built on truths. Twisted and retold until the story is but a glimmer of the true nightmare that once existed. Yet sometimes legends and myths step from the shadow and become reality. No longer bound by the restraints of the world in which held them captive or gave them power. They step into the unknown for cause and purpose that drives them forward, never relenting, never ending until the truth becomes a legend again.

Black nails gleamed with a shadowed aura as they scraped across the obsidian stone. It was out of defiance that the void warden did so. Her violet hues cast to the void and the creatures that lingered within.

“You wish me to hunt them?”

The cold emotionless tone was sinister almost in its intent. Dark lips smirked as the lithie frame of the dark-clad woman turned, a spray of smoke fluttered around her as if a cape.

Kneeling, those black nails lifted to pull back a darkened cowl. Shadows rippled around her yet there was an icy chill that clung around her. Ebony locks cascaded down about a cinnamon complexion causing those violet eyes to glimmer all the more brightly. Rune markings surrounded her eyes and teared down her cheeks. Markings of the void. Within the void she was known as Kyonshia, a demon of Death, a warden, a bounty hunter for those that had dared to delve too deep within the shadows. Those who had been touched and had yet to pay their price, or ran from it. If she had ever been human she no longer remembered it, though one could say she was never anything but this. A myth, a legend.. a nightmare.

From the void, a single claw-like digit touched her pale forehead and then was gone. The void warden stood and pulled her cowl over her face once more. Everything about her seemed a blend of void and ice. A strange mix of magic that made her unique amongst her brethren. For among them she was known as Onyx. Not a rogue, not shadow walker, no she was spellblade, a runeweaver, a shadow mage. All the tricks of the shadows with all the chaos of a mage. Her favourite past time was casting illusions around those she was hunting. Conjuring not only the ultimate tests of their skill and mind but facing their fears. It was not enough to just catch them, she wanted to enjoy watching them break. Such is to be expected from something of the void.

As Onyx stood the shadows wrapped around her until she was on the edge of a great cavern within the seventh realm of the void. Rivers of lava that looked like purple hues of shadow flame, rippled through the landscape. Without a thought, she spread her arms and jumped. -Blink- time seemed to slow as neon stars seemed to whiz by her gaze. Twisting and turning within the nether was but a blink of an eye yet she had seen it all as if it was just a long hallway and each door just waiting to be opened. -Blink-

High atop the mountain ridges that circled Ul’dah, Onyx had found herself crouched like a gargoyle looking over it all. A cruel smirk crossed her lips as she watched the people below. Her gaze snapping from one person to another so quickly it would be odd to anyone watching to believe she saw anything. Yet she saw a great deal within those moments. She saw the greed, the corruption, the want and shadow that snaked through the city like poison in the veins.

The woman watched as she smirked behind her darkened cowl. Fire,  like soul flame, erupted over a scythe that was raised behind her back. Looking to her hand she saw the tracing of a black rune began to snake around her palm in a spiral. Those violet eyes cast to a shadow of a tree beside her.

“It will be done, your grace.”

She whispered into the nothingness. The void warden had been released and the hunt had begun.

[voidbiite]

Scarf voiid one is ridiculously aesthetic what the fuck

[voidbiite]

warmup doodles one is probably the oldest request ive got sitting in my askbox

[cyberprototype]

the new Void Warden Set Buy it on shadow fight 3