From the day Dominion arrived to this city, that chill had eaten away at everyone around him, everyone who knew of him, but never before had it been so potent. He normally kept his insidiousness contained, only unleashing it to paralyze his prey, but this was completely unhindered. In Dominion’s office, the darkness faded. Rather, it receded, being drawn towards the center of the room like ink. The solidified shape appeared before him, making him smile. It was a figure shrouded in a black cloak, the Grim Reaper, if such a thing existed. Its face was hidden by its low-hanging hood and countless leathery tentacles hung out of the cloak where its limbs would be. A black fluid trickled continuously down these tentacles, but it evaporated as soon as it touched the floor. Every breath it made was a wheeze, guttural, wet, like it was drowning in its own blood. Blight was made entirely of wraiths, but this new abomination was born from over a hundred demons fused together. This decision was made due to curiosity, Dominion’s desire to see what the ultimate avatar of evil would look like, if he were to take the word “nightmare” and forge it into a solid form. He had certainly succeeded in that endeavor. It had japanese an organic body like the rest of his minions, a real brain capable of supporting higher levels of thought, but it manifested in a matter not known to the physical universe, like some kind of unholy aether straight from Hardcore Hell. It was like it existed in a half-corporeal state at any given moment, partially in this universe creampie and partially in another. The bloodlust it radiated, while not as powerful as Dominion’s, was more potent, completely lacking any human characteristics. Rather than a projection of one’s will, it felt like a force of nature, as present as gravity. Dominion’s killing intent depended on his mood, on his goal at the moment of release, but this creature’s wickedness was a constant fact, like it really was the Grim Reaper, Death itself now hovering before him. If Dominion were to disappear, Blight would wait silently for eternity until he returned, but this creature, without orders to follow, would simply go on a rampage and follow its instincts to drown the universe in horror. It was like a robot programmed to be evil. “Your name… is Scourge.” The beast dropped down to the floor and prostrated before him, its head lowered as far as it could go. However, it said nothing in response. Dominion hadn’t given it the blowjob ability to speak. Its silence rendered it impossible for mortals to communicate with, making it even more terrifying, but for Dominion and his minions, it could communicate just fine with telepathy. 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