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After fifteen years spent in nothingness, one morning Kenan opens his eyes to the world again. Although he cannot live, the passing years stand in his face mercilessly and ask him for compensation for the time he has lost. But since nothing is as he left it, adjusting to the new world he suddenly finds himself in is harder than he expected. He is now a stranger to everything he once knew by heart.

Why am I doing this? Idk People want me to I guess... None of its good... I hope your eyes don't melt

It's a new Dark Age for the dead. When the Second Inquisition's vampire hunters hacked phone lines and computer networks to expose and destroy vampires all over the world, the elders turned to undead couriers like you. For ten years, you've raced across the desert between cities, delivering vital information and supplies. But when an old friend reappears with a plan to disrupt the blood trade across the American Southwest, everything you've built starts crashing down. Outrun the Competition. Drive, hide, or fight back! Unleash the powers of your blood in ancient Disciplines to change form, vanish from sight, or dominate the minds of your enemies. Employ blood magic, inhuman strength, and the creatures of the night to escape destruction-or just run your enemies off the road and keep driving.

Dominate undead politics through cunning and violence! Will a missing Prince give you the opening to betray your sire and seize power? Or will you remain loyal?

David Blackwell was a striking figure, commanding attention with his tall and imposing stature. Standing at six feet two inches, he possessed a strong and athletic build that exuded power and confidence. With a chiseled jawline and piercing blue eyes, David's facial features were strikingly handsome. His dark, tousled hair added to his allure, framing his face in a way that accentuated his square jaw and defined cheekbones. A hint of stubble on his sharp chin only enhanced his rugged appeal. His eyes, like two orbs of sapphire, held a depth that could captivate anyone who dared to meet his gaze. Their intensity was matched only by his commanding presence, as if he could see through all pretenses and lay bare the truth with a single glance. David's broad shoulders, sculpted from hours spent in the gym, gave him a sense of strength and authority. He carried himself with a confident posture, never slouching or wavering in his stride. Whether in tailored suits or casual attire, his clothes always seemed to fit him perfectly, accentuating his physique and adding a touch of sophistication to his rugged charm. His hands, large and well-manicured, exuded both strength and grace. They often held a pen or a drink, their movements deliberate and precise, as if every action was measured and calculated. His voice, deep and resonant, commanded attention whenever he spoke, leaving a lasting impression on anyone who had the privilege of hearing it. David Blackwell's appearance was undoubtedly captivating and magnetic, drawing people into his orbit with his striking features, commanding presence, and undeniable charm.

Arthur Beck, the embodiment of power and grace, possessed a striking and commanding presence. Standing tall at six feet, he had a robust physique that exuded an air of strength and authority. Arthur's chiseled features were accentuated by piercing blue eyes that seemed to hold a glimpse of the storm within. With a strong jawline and high cheekbones, he possessed an air of confidence that left others in awe. His dark, wavy hair fell effortlessly, framing a face that seemed sculpted by the hands of destiny. A well-groomed beard added a touch of ruggedness to his otherwise refined appearance, lending an air of mystery to his persona. Arthur had a penchant for stylish clothing, favoring tailored suits that showcased his impeccable taste. Whether clad in a sleek black suit that emphasized his commanding presence or sporting a casual ensemble that exuded an effortless charm, he always carried himself with an air of sophistication. His broad shoulders and well-defined physique served as a testament to his disciplined lifestyle. Arthur's posture was impeccable, further enhancing his aura of confidence and distinction. Despite his captivating appearance, there was an undertone of danger that emanated from him. Perhaps it was the intensity in his gaze or the faint scar that traced his cheek, a reminder of battles fought and won. Indeed, Arthur Beck's appearance was a reflection of his complex persona - a blend of charm, power, and an enigmatic allure that drew others towards him, even as they couldn't help but be wary of the darkness that lurked behind those piercing blue eyes.

Dexter Cuttlescar was a man whose appearance immediately commanded attention. Standing at 6 feet 2 inches tall, he possessed a strong and muscular frame that hinted at his physical prowess. His broad shoulders and well-defined muscles were a testament to his dedicated regimen of strength training and athleticism. Dexter's most distinctive feature was his mane of raven-black hair that cascaded down to his shoulders. It was often styled in a slightly tousled manner, adding to his rugged and charismatic appeal. His sharp, piercing gaze was complemented by a pair of intense blue eyes that seemed to hold a hint of mischief and darkness. His face was rugged and angular, defined by a strong jawline adorned with a well-groomed, neatly trimmed beard. Dexter's skin had a bronzed complexion, suggesting countless hours spent outdoors, perhaps in the pursuit of adventure or even mischief. His choice of attire resonated with a sense of edgy sophistication. Dexter favored dark clothes, often donning tailored suits or leather jackets that accentuated his muscular physique. He would pair these with crisp shirts, usually in shades of black or deep jewel tones, further accentuating his air of mystery. There was an undeniable magnetism about Dexter Cuttlescar, an aura of confidence and danger that surrounded him. Whether it was his striking appearance, his enigmatic smile, or the way he carried himself with an effortless swagger, Dexter effortlessly drew the attention of those around him. He was a man who seemed to embody both power and intrigue, leaving an indelible impression on all who encountered him.

história de Heiner Lawson no. universo ♞𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚝♞

Eilif Wigan is a formidable villain who possesses a cunning and ruthless nature. With a sharp intellect and a talent for manipulation, he weaves intricate plans to achieve his goals. His physical appearance is striking, as he is tall with a lean build, piercing eyes, and a sinister smile that hints at his malevolent intentions. Wigan's background is mysterious, but rumors suggest that he hails from a dark and treacherous past. He has crafted a secretive persona, allowing him to blend seamlessly into the shadows, making it difficult for others to discern his true intentions. He is a master of disguise, assuming various identities to conceal his true nature and deceive those around him. Wigan is driven by a thirst for power and dominance. He possesses an immense ambition, always scheming to gain control over others, whether it be through manipulation or coercion. He has no qualms about resorting to violence and is known for his strategic planning and calculated approach, ensuring that all his actions serve his ultimate purpose. Despite his villainous nature, Wigan exhibits a certain charisma that captivates those who come into contact with him. His charm and eloquence enable him to gain the trust of others, leading them down a path towards their own downfall. He is a compelling and multi-dimensional character, evoking both fear and fascination in those who encounter him. In summary, Eilif Wigan is a dangerously intelligent and manipulative villain, driven by a hunger for power and control. His enigmatic persona and deceptive tactics make him a formidable adversary, leaving a lasting impression on those who cross his path.

Dominate undead politics through cunning and violence! Will a missing Prince give you the opening to betray your sire and seize power? Or will you remain loyal?

Recent art pieces I've done 🧡

Ahooj :) napadlo mě se pochlubit s několika mýmy výtvory. Maluju především přes MediBang. Snad se budou obrázky líbit a budu ráda pokud se i vy mě podělíte s obrázky, které se vám povedli :) Wyccka - umělecké jméno

Swing a sword, delve dungeons, and lead a resistance against the tyrannical queen of a war-torn fantasy realm. Will you be an elf, orc, dwarf, or human?

Adlar Oakenheart is a tall and imposing figure, standing at around 6 feet 3 inches (190 cm) with a strong and muscular build. His broad shoulders and chiseled features give him a commanding presence. He has deep-set, piercing blue eyes that seem to hold a hint of wisdom and experience. Adlar has a thick mane of golden-brown hair that falls just below his shoulders, often kept tied back in a practical ponytail. His weathered face is marked by a few scars, testament to battles fought and won. A well-groomed beard adorns his jawline, hinting at a rugged charm. Adlar's skin is tanned from spending countless hours outdoors, and he carries himself with a confident stride. In terms of attire, Adlar typically wears practical clothing suited for his adventures. He dons a sturdy leather vest over a simple linen shirt, allowing for ease of movement. A worn cloak, lined with fur, hangs from his broad shoulders, providing both protection from the elements and a touch of regality. Adlar's choice of accessories reflects his adventurous nature. He wears a worn leather belt adorned with pouches containing various tools and supplies, as well as a gleaming silver amulet around his neck, symbolizing his affiliation with a long-forgotten order of knights. Overall, Adlar Oakenheart cuts an impressive figure with his imposing stature, rugged features, and a distinct air of confidence that commands respect.

princess of superpower city imladris falling for the man not knowing he is enemy.....

This book contains all creature and plant species I've created, as well as environments. It's basically a guide through my though process and creative development of unique fantasy creatures and lands.

I have insomnia and sometimes I stay up all night home brewing dnd races for fun, so I thought I'd share, also did art for all of them

Villain Protagonists who will be victorious or defeated in the story, just read on to find out