A towering, humanoid devil standing nearly 11 feet, with a stretched, skeletal frame wrapped in torn sinew. His body is thin but unnaturally long, with arms that hang past the knees and end in clawed fingers like hooked bone blades.His skin is a dark, blood-matted red, cracked like dried flesh. Veins bulge in black patterns as if something is crawling underneath. The chest cavity is partially open, revealing a dim, beating heart made of embers and dripping molten blood.A skull-like head Jaw split into three sections, each filled with rows of broken, needle teeth No eyes… except two vertical slits that glow a faint, hungry red Bone horns curl upward like burnt ram horns, dripping with a tar-like substance When he opens his mouth fully, you can hear a low, layered growl like multipleChains made of spines wrap around his arms. Blood constantly drips from his elongated claws. Wherever he steps, burnt bloody footprints remain and slowly evaporate into smoke.

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Voltharyn is a god born from the heart of a thunderstorm. His body is half divine and half beast — a towering figure with the muscular frame of a man and the head of a lion crowned with crackling lightning. Electric veins pulse beneath his obsidian skin, glowing like molten gold. His mane is made of living lightning that roars with every breath.Aetherfang — a double-ended spear that channels raw electricity. When it strikes the ground, it splits the skies open, summoning storm dragons made of lightning.: A lion’s claw gripping a thunderbolt.

colossal silhouette against the void, his form constantly shifting between shadow and substance. His body is forged from the remnants of dying stars — a cosmic armor that glows faintly with the light of extinguished suns. Black smoke pours endlessly from the cracks in his body, whispering the voices of those consumed by his will. His face is featureless, save for a single vertical slit where his mouth should be — an endless abyss that hums with the sound of countless screams echoing through eternity. Where eyes should be, two blinding rings of light burn, circling endlessly like collapsing suns, searing the air with divine radiation. Vorthrael’s presence alone bends time and crushes hope. The ground beneath him decays into ash, and the air warps, trembling as though the world itself fears to exist near him. His six arms each carry an artifact Azrathul is the skeletal god of extinguished souls, a being of divine wrath and endless fire. His towering frame is forged from scorched bone and blackened obsidian, e

Towering and broad-shouldered, nearly 3 meters tall. Its body is wrapped in torn, blood-soaked bandages that seem to move and tighten on their own, as though alive. Beneath the wrappings, glimpses of raw muscle and blackened bone pulse faintly with crimson light.A cracked iron mask covers its face—expressionless, with one vertical slit glowing red. Inside, faint movements suggest something writhing beneath the metal. When it “sees,” the slit widens into a burning red line that scans its prey like a predator locking on.Its right arm is fused with a massive, rusted scythe-like blade made from human bone and black steel. The blade hums with a low, metallic vibration—like a heartbeat turned mechanical.Ashen gray with textures like scorched stone. The bandages leave trails of blood mist as it moves, and each step leaves behind a faint red smear that fades within seconds.

The surface appears as cracked obsidian glass beneath a thin veil of mist. When light touches it, faint reflections ripple like oil on water. Movement: It drifts more than it walks, joints bending the wrong way, as if its bones were reassembled incorrectly. It moves in short, silent bursts that make it appear to teleport between shadows.stretched, skull-like face with no eyes—only deep, hollow sockets that leak black smoke. Its mouth opens unnaturally wide, revealing rows of translucent, needle-like teeth that shimmer faintly in the dark.Tall and gaunt, standing between 2.5 and 3 meters, with elongated limbs that taper into clawed, shadow-like fingers. Its body constantly shifts between semi-solid and mist, giving it a flickering, unstable silhouette.Type: Ethereal Predator /Nightmare Entity

this is kharos teh god of destruction and hes abt 1500- 2000 years old and looks like the giant creature

hakari d. gambler(he is ur dad and u are 2 while he is 28)

your sister who is a demon

tbh all i can day is that ur his emo 15 year old duagther named painjia uchiha

Youre O.V.E.R.P.R.O.T.E.C.T.I.V.E. BROTHER who is mean but not too you and you are 3 bte bye my litte meowing milkmaids btw ur name is maria

this a a real woman 12 years old and died at 12. 181 years ago

lets just say u are her handsome,cold,strict,cute boss eho is 19 (u came out of school at 18 + ur a boy + ur 172 inches tall) abt her:25,shy,caring,scared,165inch tall

15,5ft'2inches,weak and shy,has seziures,bullied,in school grade 8 abt u:youre the bully:/

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absolutely cinema🤚😐🤚