“Are you looking for my fathers…? Do they know you…?”
Information coming soon but if you would like to send any sort of questions for this character feel free poke me, I am still developing him right now and getting his story set. The short of it is that he has ties to Toshinaku and Shodraxz, but what those ties are will be kept secret until I finish work on his page. He’s meant to look like a Miqo’te/Au Ra cross but… turned out more Fae/Elezen Forest Creature more than anything as I got more into the art.
The creature shrieked as the aetheric chains pierced its chest. It was Adrien but not Adrien, two voices raised in discordant harmony as it wailed in pain and rage. The thing threw itself against the circle of seals, pushing against its cage, howling an unearthly wail as the Doman writing burned against its skin.
If the elezen still resided within, there were no outward signs of him and Akinari’s call fell on deaf ears. The creature thrashed again, only synching the chains tighter and causing the voidsent to spew forth a string of dark curses at its captor. Blood splattered against the floor and Malphas laughed darkly, pausing briefly only to bend Adrien’s face into a twisted grin. His arm was already hanging at an unnatural angle, dislocated out of it’s socket in the frenzy.
"ɎØɄ ₥₳Ɏ Ⱨ₳VɆ ₥Ɇ ₵₳₲ɆĐ ฿Ʉ₮ ł Ⱨ₳VɆ Ⱨł₥. ₱ɆⱤⱧ₳₱₴ ₩Ɇ ₵₳₦ ₴₮Ɽł₭Ɇ ₴Ø₥Ɇ ₭ł₦Đ Ø₣ ฿₳Ɽ₲₳ł₦ Ⱨ₥₥₥₥???” Both eyes were glowing violet and black smoke curled off of the elezen. “₳₦Đ ɎɆ₴ ⱧɆ ₵₳₦ ⱧɆ₳Ɽ ɎØɄ, ₮ⱧØɄ₲Ⱨ ⱧɆ'₴ ł₦ ₦Ø ₣ł₮ ₴₮₳₮Ɇ ₮Ø ₳₦₴₩ɆⱤ. ⱧɆ'₴ ฿Ʉ₴Ɏ ɆӾ₱ɆⱤłɆ₦₵ł₦₲ ɆVɆⱤɎ ɆӾ₵ⱤɄ₵ł₳₮ł₦₲ ₥Ø₥Ɇ₦₮."
It made sense, Adrien thought with dark humor, that neither road would be easy. Akinari’s hands on his face made him flinch but he didn’t pull away. Memories of Thistle flashed in his mind, the last person he’d been close to, and it had been months ago now.
So, continue to fight or sever his connection completely. Black magic had always come easily to him. Fire, ice, lightning, the power to create and destroy… he’d loved it since he was a boy. It was something he’d excelled at, been noticed by his teachers in Ul’dah, granting him prestige, knowledge and recognition. At his height, the warnings of Mach rang on deaf ears and when Thistle left, he got desperate.
Arrogant fucking fool.
Malphas had been hollowing him from the inside-out. Corrupting everything he once held so dear. What was once movement and energy, black magic now felt like sludge in his hands. It had been over a year since he’d picked up his staff, trading it long ago for the scythe. What he was so afraid to lose… it was already gone. Long gone and he hadn’t even noticed.
Adrien closed his eyes, feeling tears welling up, his face growing hot with shame. He barely knew the man whose room he’d invaded in the middle of the night, yet here he was breaking apart in front of him.
“I’m so tired.” He whispered. “I-I can’t fight anymore.”
Adrien’s vision went black.
N̵̳̬̈́̈́͑̈́͂̾̄̏̓̚ö̴͇̰̘̘̙̣̳͓́̈̄̀̈́̓͝.̷̛̛̮͇̪̙͕̼̣̥̙͎̘̇͐
Adrien screamed, his eye flashed violet, and he was tipping back in the chair to fall hard against the wall. He scrambled, groaning, a feverish “No no no no *gods NO*” spilling from him before being abruptly cut off. Adrien snapped his head up at Akinari from where he crouched, unnaturally on all fours.
Need to share my beloved alt Warrior of Light - Adrien Pendragon. This fool boy made a pact with a voidsent as a black mage and has since stumbled into being a reaper. The heart leads us down strange paths sometimes. Was it for love or fear?
Ari is a voidsent hunter now too ever since he took up reaper after EW, so he brings back trophies to show his clients for proof when he gets hired to slay one .
Voidsent in their reduced forms like this also fetch a good price to the right people, he’s found out!
