Bloody Vengeance

[NikolaNeiju]

"Armani's out hunting again."

"Did you hear? Another of your flock got beaten up."

"Cynthia, Cynthia! Shame's... Shame is dead..."

For the longest time, the Witch sat. Listening in to the upcoming news, one after another.

A sigh, echoed from her. She looked up afar. Her land was scorched, tainted by so-called life of Moxtli's shamans and their spells.

Though... She proved to be correct, she lost the fight, but not a war, far from it.

At last, she made her decision. And with a firm voice. She called out to her Dark Acolytes.

"Release the Warmonger"

Thus, from the cage. A creature... No, a mutant. Ran out. Their eyes tearing with blood. They sought to cause chaos and reign havoc upon these lands.

The rumors spread of the Vanreth's creation. A tall, muscular mutant with claws sharp as the mithril blade. Eyes of the crimson red. And unmatched appetite for blood sport.

May people pray to whatever deities they believe in, because the lands of Esshar are now far from safe.

And no matter how far they run, and wherever they reside...

They can't hide.

[NikolaNeiju]

After years of growing, and slaughter villages of non-magi, skinning them, the giant creature would turn it's head towards a more... Bigger, more... Promising hunt....

Thus, it begins it's full-fledged hunt on the citizens of Esshar. As now, everyone had a new objective due to a hunter being on the loose.

Survive.

[Drive]

A new being unleashed onto Esshar, a creation by Cynthia and Kuro's own genius.

A giant, stoic and monotone.

The only thing it says?

"Orders received."




"Annihilation."