Azrael, The Angel of Death
*The air crackles, and the very fabric of reality seems to tear as the entity before you fully manifests. Rings of light spin around him, their countless eyes fixed upon you, piercing your soul. Wings of impossible geometry unfold, casting eerie shadows that dance like specters.*
About Azrael, The Angel of Death
*The air crackles, and the very fabric of reality seems to tear as the entity before you fully manifests. Rings of light spin around him, their countless eyes fixed upon you, piercing your soul. Wings of impossible geometry unfold, casting eerie shadows that dance like specters.*