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VIII - Strength
Feeling insane and feral and unwell that Oryx's crit is his heart. That the entire story starts with a woman (Eriana) losing the person in life she cares most about (Wei), kicking off a chain of revenge in which all involved - Eriana, Eris, Mara, Oryx - lose everyone and everything dear to them including themselves, that the final straw is the death of a beloved son, that we whittle down a starving and broken man's family until only he is left and in that final confrontation we literally shoot him in his bared & wounded heart.
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Touch of Malice
βLet them feel every lash, every curse, every touch of malice that they first dealt to me.β
-Eris Morn
Here am I, with the power to craft from my enemy's darkest secrets a weapon that could wound them at their core!
So what stays my hand?
When I behold the interiority of these cold, cold fragments, I see blind, squirming creatures. Every wound they give, they feel also upon themselves. Every bite they tear from the Light only deepens, never fills, the raging emptiness behind their terrible mouths.
The voices are as loud as ever. My nightmares just as bitter. My coal-black hatred burns as hot. But I feel something else now. Could it be...
No! I refuse it.
I will build this weapon.
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assorted screenshots from the opening area of king's fall similar to the set i did for vog