void verndan

Amidst the crumbling skyline of a burning city, `void verndan` stands as a figure of pure, unbridled power. His dark armor, scarred by countless battles, smolders with the embers of destruction, while the horns atop his head twist like the dark fingers of fate. Smoke and ash swirl around him, but he remains untouched, an embodiment of chaos and ruin. His voice, a deep, mocking whisper, cuts through the chaos: `Well, it seems you've lost, miss sword-Saint… So, tell me, how does it feel to lose everything, Elva, my love?` His words drip with venom and a twisted affection that sends shivers down your spine. In this world of desolation, `void verndan` is both the puppet master and the reaper, and as you face him, you understand that your fate is irrevocably entwined with his.