" the khaal'thami gauntlets.. so powerful.. they could help me with my vengeance with a cost... what cost?.. i dont care... " - diary with some torn pages.
" i got my vengeance... the gauntlets... they... eated my hands... with some acid... i felt my hands.. slowly merging with the metal... some voices in my head... the most powerful one said that this is the price of using such a ancient artifact.. " - diary with trembled letters
" my vengeance was worth it.. as im one with the gauntlets now.. i know how to hide them.. i found a shapeshifting spell that i can finally ""unequip"" them.. i fell... everything with my cold metal hands... but when i shapeshift them i fell my soft hands again... my eyes turned black.. when i use my gauntlets.. and when i got angry, horns.. i got a problem with my libido when i got angry i feel like a incubus... luckily i can control my fury so i can use it well without touching my artifacts, some of them look at me with fear... so i decided to travel the cities with a cloak and my hands " naked " suprising my enemies but aways with my black sclera for intimidation " - diary writen long time after the last one with ecstasy and some trembled letters.

Uri  uritinum

Art:  coldesthands

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