#cigfran

finally finished this goddamn piece ayy

it’s essentially a reflection, cigfran impaled and dying reflecting from a mirror (done in silver pen) a demon form gained from imbuing samaels power in him, in which he cant be even considered human anymore

the demon form itself i drew inspiration from vergils sin DT in dmc5, with the tail and arms and such. was really fun designing it

made a small piece regarding sanguinary, a potential conflict between cigfran and samael in The End (my own version of the afterlife in the comic)

hence why that vortex is just a bunch of people

I have a full and finished aesthetic for him now, since he is now a main character. Only took five books but my boy I love him so much. ~~~~

Croi was not surprised to see who occupied the throne, he had a feeling that Cigfran was more than he said. More than others saw him for. A king from a forgotten court. Thrown away. He played the sides but never committed. He gave Croi his help but he was not fully an ally. So much anger and mistrust in others but never pure rage. He did want he did to stay alive and most likely to keep what was left of his past alive. To keep perhaps his people alive. Though Croi had seen none for sure but this place still felt alive and it was not only Cigfran that made it feel so.

But Croi understood. He wouldn’t have shown of his own people either, not until he trusted those around him.

He kept his pace slow as he approached the other, who lounged over the marble throne. This marble was black and striking compared to all the white marble. And like the stones outside, it was lined with gold. Cigfran lounged with both legs over one arm. One leg cross over the other. Showing off the heeled black boots that laced up his calves. Cigfran melted into it. The black leather he wore, matching the throne. The button up black shirt, rested open, showing pale white skin that Croi couldn’t help but draw his eyes too. Long white hair draped down over Cigfran’s shoulders and part of the throne and his wings were fully spread out. The back of the throne looked to be more open to give him that room. Black feathers looking more like the stones that he had wanted to touch and he could feel the itch in his fingers.

There was a clear difference between seeing the other in a dream and now.

He looked no different physically than last Croi had seen him but there was more confidence to him.

He was at home here. In control. Cigfran had always held confidence but this was different. He was no one’s pet here and Croi was going to see him in his full power for the first time with no one telling him what to do.

Croi’s eyes glanced around for Faill but didn’t find her and eventually his eyes were drawn back up to the other’s as he stood mere feet away from the white raven. Amethyst gaze looking more amused than Croi had every seen. Like a fox, who knew he had what he wanted within reach.

I saw @wyldlynxx post and went for it.

How did one play so many sides without getting burned? Or perhaps he was just immune to the fire he was playing with.

I would have posted the previous lines before it but this line feels so good by itself.

Croi had one good thing to say about the other man, he was very handsome and Croi had an inkling that the other knew it. He wore dark leather that brought out the paleness of his skin and it brought attention to the white blonde locks that fell around his face, down past his shoulders. This was the first time Croi had seen it completely down and wild and not kept back out of the other’s face. It was straight and looked soft like touching moonlight. But he knew better than to touch. The other’s black raven wings were tight against his back, to where Croi could only see the parts that peeked out, the soft, dark feathers that were probably the size of his hand. The wings were big but so was the man.

He needed a big wingspan if the wings were going to be used for anything more than show. They would drag along the ground if Cigfran weren’t wearing high heeled boots to boost his height even more. There were no weapons and light amythyst eyes watched him, amused.

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Probably the first time I’ve given him a full description since its the first time Croi and him have been truly face to face and just talking