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Description
Name: Morgrath

Powers/Abilities:
-His powers are not fully understood. He is a being not of this world, realm, or celestial plane. He exists outside the confines of our Universe as we understand it.
-He feeds off of fear and human flesh and bone. Thought he seems to absorb his victims and turns them into a substance that courses through his body. It is not known what becomes of you once you fall victim to him.
-Can detect, smell, and taste fear.
-Fear strengthens him. The more strength he has, the more he can manipulate the darkness and enter people’s minds or dreams.
-Razor sharp teeth and nails that can cut through anything, even celestial armor.
-Rapid movement.
-Has symbiotic shadowy tendrils he uses as limbs, for movement, and as weapons.
-His form is not confined to humanoid physics or form. He can manipulate his form.
-Where he has been or is usually leaves behind interdimensional rot and decay.

Bio:
In the unfathomable depths of the interdimensional void, there exists an ancient realm known as the Obsidian Nether. It is a place where the darkest fears of sentient beings coalesce, forming entities of pure darkness. Morgrath, the Shadow Harvester, is a sinister offspring of this realm, a being not born but conjured from the collective nightmares of countless worlds.

Morgrath's form is a physical echo of terror: a pitch-black humanoid body from which shadowy tendrils emanate, symbols of his ability to manipulate the dark fears within one's soul. His skeletal white head and grotesque grin are the last visions many see before succumbing to insanity—their fears harvested by those razor-sharp teeth. His eyeless visage stares into nothingness, yet sees into the very essence of his prey. And his favorite prey is human beings.

The crimson, vein-like markings that transverse his muscular frame are conduits of the Nether, pulsing with the stolen essence of his victims. These marks grant him the power to phase through shadows, to slip into the fragile minds of the unsuspecting, feasting on the terror that ripens within their nightmares.

Morgrath is not merely a creature of shadow; he is a weaver of despair, a puppeteer of the psyche. He is drawn to the scent of fear like a ravenous beast to the wounded. Each whimper of dread, each shudder of the weak, is a siren's call to Morgrath, who revels in the hunt for the most delicious of human weaknesses.

He does not kill his prey outright. Instead, he inflicts upon them a psychological torment, a slow and meticulous fracturing of their sanity with his evil humor and demonic laughter resonating through the walls of their mind.

Morgrath is no mere monster; he is a testament to the horrors that lurk in the unknown, a reminder that there are entities beyond comprehension whose very existence is intertwined with our primal fears. To speak of him is to invite his attention, for he is always listening from the shadows, his formless laughter the harbinger of an unending nightmare.
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-Please don’t use my picture, character, or story without my permission-

Description
Name: Morgrath

Powers/Abilities:
-His powers are not fully understood. He is a being not of this world, realm, or celestial plane. He exists outside the confines of our Universe as we understand it.
-He feeds off of fear and human flesh and bone. Thought he seems to absorb his victims and turns them into a substance that courses through his body. It is not known what becomes of you once you fall victim to him.
-Can detect, smell, and taste fear.
-Fear strengthens him. The more strength he has, the more he can manipulate the darkness and enter people’s minds or dreams.
-Razor sharp teeth and nails that can cut through anything, even celestial armor.
-Rapid movement.
-Has symbiotic shadowy tendrils he uses as limbs, for movement, and as weapons.
-His form is not confined to humanoid physics or form. He can manipulate his form.
-Where he has been or is usually leaves behind interdimensional rot and decay.

Bio:
In the unfathomable depths of the interdimensional void, there exists an ancient realm known as the Obsidian Nether. It is a place where the darkest fears of sentient beings coalesce, forming entities of pure darkness. Morgrath, the Shadow Harvester, is a sinister offspring of this realm, a being not born but conjured from the collective nightmares of countless worlds.

Morgrath's form is a physical echo of terror: a pitch-black humanoid body from which shadowy tendrils emanate, symbols of his ability to manipulate the dark fears within one's soul. His skeletal white head and grotesque grin are the last visions many see before succumbing to insanity—their fears harvested by those razor-sharp teeth. His eyeless visage stares into nothingness, yet sees into the very essence of his prey. And his favorite prey is human beings.

The crimson, vein-like markings that transverse his muscular frame are conduits of the Nether, pulsing with the stolen essence of his victims. These marks grant him the power to phase through shadows, to slip into the fragile minds of the unsuspecting, feasting on the terror that ripens within their nightmares.

Morgrath is not merely a creature of shadow; he is a weaver of despair, a puppeteer of the psyche. He is drawn to the scent of fear like a ravenous beast to the wounded. Each whimper of dread, each shudder of the weak, is a siren's call to Morgrath, who revels in the hunt for the most delicious of human weaknesses.

He does not kill his prey outright. Instead, he inflicts upon them a psychological torment, a slow and meticulous fracturing of their sanity with his evil humor and demonic laughter resonating through the walls of their mind.

Morgrath is no mere monster; he is a testament to the horrors that lurk in the unknown, a reminder that there are entities beyond comprehension whose very existence is intertwined with our primal fears. To speak of him is to invite his attention, for he is always listening from the shadows, his formless laughter the harbinger of an unending nightmare.
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-Please don’t use my picture, character, or story without my permission-