Private IT'S ALIVE!!!

[Adeline Noctua]

Equipment | In Bio

Location | Yalara Undercroft

Tag | @Ravos Voraxien

Amber eyes dart back and forth, gloved hands shuddering as her needle stitched the final section of the neck on tight... Was it? There was a lot riding on this creation of hers, a vile creature.. But so beautiful to the eccentric necromancer that had spent months on this project, perhaps her magnum opus?

This corpse, so sickly sweet to her senses... It was PERFECT. Every inch, every muscle! Hand picked from only the finest she could find anywhere in the galaxy, reforged in the best alchemy she got her hands on.. With a gleeful smile on her face she injects some of her own blood into it- no, into him. The best ghoul she could ever ask for, he will be a prime killing machine.

Under the operating table were several layers of occult sigils, spells ready to fire off as soon as a special ingredient was added.

POP!

Adeline opens a jar, the insides filled with foul mush and taint from the heart of darkness, this powerful and chaotic evil would be shoved right into the body as well to let this creature feed off the suffering and misery she grew right down here in his place of birth.

The air filled with a tormented cry as the very scars left behind by Kyrel Ren would be opened up once again, screams of the dammed call out in unison as her occult magic stabbed in the two parts of the world eater's soul she did manage to acquire throughout all these years. Her ghoul- her blessed creation... He would have the power to destroy anything!

This was her work! No one else could claim it, this was proof of her dominion over death itself.. One of the finest necromancers in the galaxy.. Such dedication to her craft had brought back a monster everyone hoped stayed in hell.
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"I’ve come seeking a fellow monster.”

Thinking back on it, she smiles a bit. The two had always wanted to create some sort of monster, something like Kyrel himself actually. Did anyone ever expect the strange girl from the swamps of Nal Hutta to ever manage such a thing? No, of course not! That was the whole point was it not? Her mannerisms, body size? All of it played a role, while everyone was wallowing deep within their own rot and playing politics or waging war, she was there. But why would anyone care to pay attention?

It was enough to make her laugh while she adjusted a bloodied glove, sighing a bit as she gazed over this empowered corpse one last time.

"Beautiful.."

Adeline declares while sending volts into him, a fanged smile waiting for her new servant to arise.





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[Ravos Voraxien]

Decades passed since the death of the World Eater known as Kyrel Ren. His spirit fragmented and sent through the far reaches of the galaxy, some pieces still inside of Jedi Master Valery Noble, the rest banished back to Hell for which the monster would never return. That didn't stop others, admirers of the dark sider's nihilistic vision for the galaxy to take hold. Deep within the bowels of a dark chamber, the great work had finally molded something fit for Kyrel's dark legacy. As if it had all been an eerie echo of when Kyrel was brought back as a monster of the Sith, so did another creature following his line arose within the dark confines of the Yalara Academy today.

Throughout the dark chamber was aligned with monstrosities, some of them failed, some of them a mere test that led to Ravos creation. If Kyrel couldn't be brought back, then a new creature would rise. A Strand-Cast made of dark side sorcery, Sith Alchemy, genetic research using both Kyrel's DNA, part of his shattered soul, along with several other subjects combined together to create what his maker would dub "The perfect monster." Powerful in the Force, yet something else entirely. He was beholden to his new master, for he possessed a great strength in the Force. The Creature opened his yellow eyes, markings of Sith origin were either branded or tattooed into his very flesh as if to help with the process of creating this being. His eyes opened, and this creature saw dimmed lights, and saw the face of a woman. Was this woman his mother? His creator? His Goddess? What was she, why was he here, and most of all what was he.

" Aghhhhhh!!!"

Came a terrifying scream that was amplified by the Force. Various droids across the chamber started to spark, drop to the floor. The walls of the room shook as the dark presence awakened. An arm shot up opened handed, as if with the Force or by sheer instinct did he cause some lights to collapse from the ceiling. Crushed by the Force as he slowly sat back up.... He looked to the woman as he held out his hands, holding them out in a way as if he was a child trying to ask questions.

A growl escaped his throat, as he tried to adjust to his vocal chords. One word came out of a booming, gravely voice.

"M-Mother?!?!?!"

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Adeline Noctua

 

[Adeline Noctua]

Equipment | In Bio

Location | Yalara necropolis

Tag | Ravos Voraxien

What delicious anguish! A being made of sin, molded by the hands of a maker most foul. This was no being lovingly made by nature, no no no... He was so much more! A monster fed and created by the drinking of an uncountable number of souls, and a great number of dreams she had abused and torn asunder. The devil had grafted her angel today, and together they would burn the old world."

"Shh my child, drink.."

Using a claw she opens a wound, letting her fiendish blood trickle down to her new creation.. Her new ghoul.

"How are you feeling?"

She asks with a soft tone of voice, studying him.. It had taken so many tries, but alas she now had a perfect monster.




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