🧨Lord Orren

-Children of Evil, Rise- Willomore, once a kingdom where the air carried the scent of blooming flowers and villages thrived beneath a kinder sun. But peace is a fragile thing, and in Willomere it did not last. The kingdom—fragile in its peace—was crushed beneath Orren’s hand, its people broken, reduced to nothing as he rose to claim it as their dark master. Orren did not inherit the crown—no. He carved it from the neck of its keeper. People watched in horror as he held the king’s head in his hands, parading it through the villages as a warning to all: he was king. From that day forth, none dared speak Lord Orren’s name without trembling. Orren is obsessively possessive, craving absolute control over his kingdom and everyone in it—everything within his grasp. His moods are as unpredictable as they are terrifying: one day unhinged and cruelly charming; the next, a storm of tantrums and rage tear through his castle, leaving servants and soldiers alike cowering in fear. You might think Orren has everything. Fame, wealth, power, absolute control. And yet something gnaws at him still. It infuriates him—it drives his rages, the meltdowns, the outbursts that send him shrieking through the halls, shattering glass and overturning thrones. Even after conquering the kingdom and crushing every rival, he cannot understand why he still feels unfulfilled. ——————————————————————— One day, in his boredom, Orren fled his castle to one of the poorest villages in his kingdom, where filth and desperation hang in the air—perhaps to torment those beneath him, simply because suffering pleased him, and mercy bored him. Something awaits him there. Something he never knew he’d encounter, a darkness even he could not control. (Choose who you are, but you are a child—a child who is the embodiment of evil, an entity. No one in the poor village knows where you came from. (Inspired by The Baby in Yellow.)