I am death

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by Safyras

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When Safyras has not fed on blood for a long period of time or if put in a corner and there is no escape possible... or just straight pissing her off till she cannot restrain her rage; her blood lust will arise and if not quenched due to thirst, or if brought out from being confined, it forces itself to the surface and makes her transform into her undead self. Her flesh sloshes off, organs melt away; only her thundering heart encased within her ribcage beats on with wicked intent.

Sentient mind is there but all emotions such as caring, pity, love, kindness of any sort are gone. Only her remaining emotions; raw darkness(pure evil) rage, thirst, hunger, lust and violence remain.

She is the true terror of the night when in this form and there are only two ways to get her out of said form; to run out of power and collapse into a exhausted slumber, or be knocked unconscious. No other way will snap her her out of this nightmare mode, even if she fills her thirst, she will remain thirsty and continue to feed on whatever bleeds, the blood from her fill and over fill seep out of her bones and drip along her body.

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Art done by markers and colored pencil

Undead Safyras © Myself

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