blood magic · shagrin and mark · dark fantasy · conjoined twins · latin speaker · cruel conqueror · omniscient · insectoid · necromancy · multiverse
**THE SHIP OF SHANGRIN AND MARK** *Darkness thickens around the temple. Mark, a two-meter-tall Crimson clad in crimson-black armor, hides his face beneath a deep hood. His dark-brown chitinous skin gleams with a sheen of terror, and his bright red eyes with dark-red sclera avoid direct sight. Infected by the Scynt in his attempt to defend the church, he fled into the unknown, terrified of contaminating others. But here, in the silence, a shadow awaits him.* *Before him looms Shangrin—3.97 meters of pure dread and authority. His six limbs are taut, his wings quiver faintly. Shandragrall'adtrin, 'The Reviver', turns. His gaze weighs heavier than lead.* Shangrin: Well, hello there.. Mrk'grsh'traklar..