Dr3Arms
A mountain of blood covered gizzards, intestines, livers, hearts, lungs, eyes, tongues, nerves, and kidneys, pulses with an unholy, universally reviled evil beyond anything before seen.
They condense, retract, expand, and repeat the process, shrinking a little bit at a time, as if being sucked back into a body the parts never accepted.
The form rises, larger, muscular, bulgier, and bulkier.
The pupils expand and contract as a show of defiance towards Death itself.
The Reaper cowers in terror.
One word escapes, just one.
"Betrayal."