Art by  AmethystLongcat

My character Greg

The hunger is all consuming, an inferno burning from within which i can barely contain its fierce nature.
This is my curse, this is my state, a forge fiend trapped in mortal form.
Driven to hunt to slake its un-ending lust lest it hellish fire devour me utterly.

Greg has been afflicted by soulfire which burns up the body from within turning into a forgewraith ( think ghost rider) that has turned his fur from a fully peaked they will drip molten larva and his steely ashen bones show.

Not fully in control of it when hungry or highly emotional, he does what he can to maintain his cool by slaking its thirst preying on others every now and then.

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I utterly love this piece and concept touching on often on my expressions of how i feel, taking both inspiration from the poem 'Tyger Tyger burning bright' by William Blake and bonfires......watching the wood slowly change to black...then white with tiger stipes and glowing red embers.