kyscamel
Fandoms
Recent works
-
Tags
Summary
Warm, hospitable and flourishing into a new era of remarkable innovation. Those were the words you would’ve used to describe the city of Krat many months ago. It was the very place you’d been raised in, the corner of the world you and your parents had come to call home... once. Cold, desolate and decaying into the jaws of an endless damnation. Those were the words the city of Krat had been left to become. The very place you’ve now lost everything to, the rotted corner of the world that destroyed all you’ve ever known. Love stripped to loss, peace twisted to all-encompassing fear, those were the only things you’d had left, the only things they’d left for all. And though you would come to find refuge, and those who would grow to feel like family, it was still they who had rooted this incurable hatred deep within your grieving heart, and it was all towards them. Towards those damned, frenzied puppets. Those who have stripped you and countless others of their families, their homes, their lives. Yet unbeknownst to all who survived, the very fate of Krat would capture an ember of hope, and the suffocating binds of hate and loss within your heart would slowly unravel free, all at the arrival of him…
Of Geppetto’s puppet.
-
Tags
Summary
Kar’niss, the name that garnered either blatant detestation or hushed admiration amongst the Lolth-Sworn Drow within Menzoberranzan. His legend had begun with the rise of being birthed a child bearing the blessing of Lolth herself, a sacred child who would grow to become the herald of unparalleled ascension, to the most renowned champion brought within Lolth’s worshipped hands…yet only to descend into his vile and unforeseen betrayal, a fall from the gifted graces of unexcelled cruelty. From blessed to cursed, embraced to abandoned, the story of Kar’niss was believed to have ended there…yet his legend had yet to reach its conclusion. Soon, through the entangled webs of his soul’s journey, he’d find himself being led towards his destined belonging. A final path in which his mortal shell would reach its true legacy, and his very soul would at long last ease within the merciful embrace of its true sanctuary…
You.