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Imagine a fate...


RedPlague

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In which you died in a great battle against a demon that was ravaging the land.

For what seemed like an eternity you wandered purgatory waiting to be judged, only to be ripped from one end of the cosmos to the other.

Imagine waking to find yourself in a corpse that had been rotting in the earth for seven years, not alive yet not undead. You were a mistake, and you had to dig yourself out of your own grave.

As you watched the centuries pass by and everyone you cared for died, you lost what was left of your humanity.

Imagine a fate in which you were doomed to die again and again...in almost every way imaginable and some too horrible to speak of.

After decades of loneliness you met a woman that told you everything you wanted to hear, she manipulated you. You did her bidding and it made her more powerful while you became feared and hated.

When she finally had no more use for you, she disappeared.

Imagine a fate in which you became more regarded as more of a monster than the one you died fighting..

Those you had wronged came in force to bring you to justice for your crimes. They knew that they couldn't kill you so they devised a torture unlike any other.

You were unceremoniously buried and your consciousness was banished to hell. But you could still feel your hunger, your body being tickled, scratched and slowly eaten by insects.

There you festered for 77 years, slowly losing your mind.

 

Imagine a fate where you were forced to search this mortal coil for a death beyond death.

 

 

Description: Shoulder length stark white hair. His eyes are completely white with no visible pupil or iris and disturbingly intense. A crimson scarf covers the lower half of his face. He had a somewhat small stature, but was lean and well toned. His armor was strange, black chainmail with metal plates in vital areas. Various bones of demons and other creatures were mounted on the plates, it was a balance of protection and a show of how deadly he was. A long bladed ceremonial dagger was sheathed horizontally at the small of his back. He had no other visible weapons.

 

My name is RedPlague.

I am a vampire and a necromancer.

I have drained the bloodlines of kings into extinction..

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