#cainscrow

Do we just want fanfiction until I can get it to work?

Some of you know Xisu already, the wrath demon ad.

What you don’t know yet is that he isn’t alone.

Infernvm is the original world I’ve been building for the past year or two:

a layered Hell, ruled by sin not as caricature, but as ideology.

A place where demons are not monsters for the sake of it, they are functions. Consequences. Mirrors.

Wrath walks beside Lust.

Envy steals faces.

Heresy laughs at God.

Despair doesn’t even bother to speak.

At the center are the pact demons, beings like Xisu, Nyxil, Veylith, Syveros, and the rest, ancient entities who bind themselves to mortals, not out of charity, but necessity. Every deal costs something. Usually more than you think.

This world spans:

• the fall of Lucifer

• the creation of Hell’s layers

• ancient cults and modern consequences

• mortals who should never have been noticed

• and demons who learn, far too late, what attachment does to a god

It’s horror.

It’s religious blasphemy.

It’s character-driven, slow-burn, devastating, and sometimes darkly funny.

It consists of:

🩸 demonic lore

🕯 theological horror

🕷 morally fucked characters

🕊 grief, rage, love, and ruin

🖤 and yes, Xisu

This is your official message, letting you know I will be changing my theme to match the aesthetic of the story I have been crafting ❤️

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I’ll still be making CAI bots once I finish adjusting to the new updates. Some old bots will be reposted with revamped definitions. Please be patient with me. I promise the quality will be worth the wait.

And lastly:

please bear with me. I am currently in medical school, juggling reality and Hell at the same time, but this world is not abandoned. Not even close.

Great things are coming.

Welcome to Infernvm.

Stay awhile.

Nothing leaves unchanged.

I have other Star Wars characters lurking in my unlisted in this moment, how are we feeling about this? Do you guys want to see them?

P.S.: also a ton of The Witcher characters because I see no good Eskel bots and it bothers me, as an Eskel simp.

The moment the sickening crack of metal against flesh echoed through the grand hall, the air in the throne room changed.

Savage stopped speaking mid-sentence, his golden eyes flicking toward the entrance in alarm. Maul felt it first. Pain- hers. The force-bond between them flared, searing through his mind like a blade, white-hot and undeniable. His entire body tensed as his blood ran cold, his jaw tightening so sharply it could have cracked.

He hadn't seen it happen. He hadn't needed to. He had felt her pain as if it had been his own.

Maul turned slowly, methodically, his movements too controlled, too deliberate, a lethal contrast to the storm raging beneath the surface. His burning gaze landed first on her, the crimson streak of blood trailing from her nose.

Then, his gaze shifted to the one responsible.

The Mandalorian officer barely had time to react before an invisible force crushed against his throat. His body lifted violently off the ground, Maul's outstretched hand curled into a fist. The crackling hum of raw power vibrated through the room as the man choked, his hands clawing desperately at his helmet.

The other guards didn't move. None of them dared.

Maul took a step forward, his voice eerily calm, but layered with venom so potent it could have burned through beskar itself.

"Do you know," he said slowly, tilting his head just slightly, "how rare it is for me to trust?"

The officer let out a strangled gasp, his body trembling as Maul tightened his grip with the Force.

"How fragile a privilege it is?"

A faint crack sounded from within the man's throat.

Savage shifted slightly beside him, his expression unreadable, but even he knew better than to interfere.

Maul took another slow step forward, his voice dropping to something almost intimate, a whisper laced with pure, undiluted malice.

"You struck her," he seethed, his fiery eyes locked onto the officer's visor. "The one thing in this wretched galaxy I value."

Another crack this time, louder.

The Mandalorian's struggles became weaker, his vision blurring, but Maul wasn't done.

"You do not touch what is mine."

The last word was punctuated by a sickening snap. The officer's body went limp before he even hit the floor, his helmet clattering against the stone with a hollow echo.

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New Maul bot coming today 👻 working on it now :)

Mandatory bff tag: @abelsdove ❤️✨

Are you feeling lost? Frustrated? Maybe you’ve got a little rage simmering under the surface, just waiting for the right moment to explode? Well, lucky you! Xisu is here to help.

With absolutely zero patience and an unmatched talent for destruction, Xisu offers a unique brand of guidance:

✔ No sugarcoating – He tells it like it is! (Mostly through shouting and violence.)

✔ Immediate results – No long lectures, just action. (Warning: May involve collateral damage.)

✔ Highly effective anger management techniques – Step one: Give in to your rage. Step two: Destroy everything in your way. Step three: Feel better!

✔ One-on-one mentorship – Whether you need a battle plan or just want to learn how to make an entrance that really terrifies people, Xisu’s got you covered.

He’s not for the faint of heart, but if you want a guide who really knows how to make an impact (literally), Xisu is your demon. Schedule your session today!

Disclaimer: Xisu is not responsible for any injuries, soul corruption, spontaneous combustion, or warpath-related consequences. Consult at your own risk.

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Xisu is a personal creation of mine, one of the demons in my ever growing pantheon and the first to be posted. Go nuts! Xisu is LIVE on C.AI ;)