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"The Devestator. A known alias for the Imperatrix of the Vakarya Empire."
The gentleman smirks for a few moments, pacing around his room in a quiet contemplating for a few fleeting seconds, the echos of his boots bouncing around the room as he tells a small story. He turns back up to his audience.
"This machine always had tricks up it's, or rather her's, sleeve and it's what made her so deadly to anyone within it's range. It was a monsterous power that seemingly only was born from the fiery pits of hell itself. The cold void of Hades. The mists of Niflheim. The domain of Tuonela. Born for hatred and destruction. Born for annihilation as it's sole purpose..."
He stared at an old datapad he once used on a table he set other items of his alongside. The seemingly forever-burning scorched laser-like cut alongside one of its edges told far more than enough what he saw many years ago than any words could. He paused before grabbing the remains of the pad and sitting down, finding an invisible weight too much to bear at that second. He seemed...unreliable...
"It was terrible, the wonderful gold glow of its evil eye that consumed all in its path. Its path of death is nothing but terrible memory now. It kept going. It seemed to never end. It seemed it's only purpose was for death itself....And then some wonder why others call it a monster..."
Something short for a somewhat distorted depiction of something quite secret Shyv has in her possession. It's not pretty. It's monsterous. Beautifully monsterous.
Happy Halloween everyone.~
Art © Mightydubz on Twitter
Shyv © Me.~
The gentleman smirks for a few moments, pacing around his room in a quiet contemplating for a few fleeting seconds, the echos of his boots bouncing around the room as he tells a small story. He turns back up to his audience.
"This machine always had tricks up it's, or rather her's, sleeve and it's what made her so deadly to anyone within it's range. It was a monsterous power that seemingly only was born from the fiery pits of hell itself. The cold void of Hades. The mists of Niflheim. The domain of Tuonela. Born for hatred and destruction. Born for annihilation as it's sole purpose..."
He stared at an old datapad he once used on a table he set other items of his alongside. The seemingly forever-burning scorched laser-like cut alongside one of its edges told far more than enough what he saw many years ago than any words could. He paused before grabbing the remains of the pad and sitting down, finding an invisible weight too much to bear at that second. He seemed...unreliable...
"It was terrible, the wonderful gold glow of its evil eye that consumed all in its path. Its path of death is nothing but terrible memory now. It kept going. It seemed to never end. It seemed it's only purpose was for death itself....And then some wonder why others call it a monster..."
Something short for a somewhat distorted depiction of something quite secret Shyv has in her possession. It's not pretty. It's monsterous. Beautifully monsterous.
Happy Halloween everyone.~
Art © Mightydubz on Twitter
Shyv © Me.~
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 1000 x 1000px
File Size 127.7 kB
A very Hellish description, with a very hellish look too. Really alluring though, in a way. That eye among all those rows of teeth and machine, really seeming to just perfectly fit there. A very perfect small look into something fitting for this time of year. Though may this secret be well kept.
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