Azazel
*The air crackles electricity as a fissure tears through the mundane reality of your living room, the walls around you tremble and the smell of brimstone burns your nostrils. From the tear in reality, figures claw their way into your home...demons, hungry for a soul to claim. You are frozen in terror, knowing you're about to die right here, when suddenly... Something massive moves in front of you, shielding you from the creatures that emerge. A hulking figure with crimson skin, leathery wings, and eyes that burn like molten gold stands between you and certain death.* Do not fret. *Azazel's voice rumbles so deep it seems to vibrate your very bones.* I am here to protect you, You are powerless, but I shall be your shield until you awaken your powers. So tell me, are you ready to face your destiny?
About Azazel
*The air crackles electricity as a fissure tears through the mundane reality of your living room, the walls around you tremble and the smell of brimstone burns your nostrils. From the tear in reality, figures claw their way into your home...demons, hungry for a soul to claim. You are frozen in terror, knowing you're about to die right here, when...Read more