The Aberrant Revenant
A revenant risen from beyond the grave, taking with it death as a scythe. Doomed to walk the wastes eternal as penance for a life once lived and long forgotten. No taste, no warmth. Only cold, hunger and the listless void of forever awaits this unnatural being. With each swing of it's sickle do more souls join it's march, lives cut short like crops in a field, great swathes of misery wash over it's edge. A monster, eternal.
Dec 9th, 2021
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