((This build is a joke, but the character is not. Always a Work in Progress until it isn't, eh? Sorry, there isn't much of a picture for this one as it is an OC and look.))

A view in the dark brought the enigma to bear, is it the abyss as far as the eyes cannot see? Or is there a plane that the bearer of sight has yet to see? Beyond the Eldritch horrors of the far realm, at the edge of madness bordering back into sanity and the mundane. A void is the absence of all things. Of Light and Dark; to be touched by the void is to see beyond all that there is to know and fathom. Few are seldom privy to this

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perspective, and those that retain a modicum of their soul//sanity//life are never quite the same.

Digressing to what one would stare at a creature touched by the void for, the enigma goes by that as a surname and the former being Valeric. The entity stands a fair bit taller than most without reaching chaotic heights that ruin necks to crane and bears the physique of a masculine stance; though at rest the stance could possibly change to an angular lilt. From the top is a wave of dark lavender hair pulled taut into a single pony tail, a flare of vibrant bangs on the left side ranging from vibrant pink to purple. Adorning their face is a mask that is stubbornly refusing to release from their features, preventing mandibular movement. However, from the sides of the entity's head are two pointed ears that appear to twitch when first addressed or something catches the attention. The slots of the eyes reveal only one that lies beneath, sapphire blue pierced by a ring of void-purple.

A slender, wiry shape is almost rail thin; anemic or emaciated by comparison of most within the isles but by no means starved of texture or detail. Chiseled when peeks of the pale flesh are garnered, even a faint pulse of life can be detected if studying the neck for so long. The naked body beneath the entity's wardrobe is to be discovered, what details and delicious factoids could be discerned.

As eyes would travel inevitably to the waist and pelvis, a disorienting sight is beheld! A pair of

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poke outward from whatever fashion suits their fanciful mood. Sleek, slender twin protrusions come from the lower back and connected to the entity's tailbone is a thick, prehensile and sweeping length of a blunted spade, tinged a bluish contrast to their pale flesh.



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