Dead Samurai

super heroes are people too #2

 

Mag-neat-to

super heroes are people too #1

 

gaming on a handheld

spirit in a glass bottle

Grimm's Spirit in the bottle 

"But the son went into the woods, ate his bread, was very cheerful, and looked into the green branches to see if he could find a bird's nest. He walked to and fro until at last he came to an enormous oak that was certainly many hundred years old, and that five men would not have been able to span. He stood there looking at it, and thought, "Many a bird must have built its nest in that tree."


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The Monster

Frankenstein by Mary Shelley

"His limbs were in proportion, and I had selected his features as beautiful. Beautiful!-Great God! His yellow skin scarcely covered the work of muscles and arteries beneath: his hair was of a lustrous black, and flowing; his teeth of a pearly whiteness; but these luxuriences only formed a more horrid contrast with his watery eyes, that seemed almost of the same colour as the dun white sockets in which they were set, his shrivelled complexion and straight black lips"

The Raven

 The Raven-Edgar Allan Poe

"But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door..."



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Edo Edi Essum

Edo Edi Essum     
from the universe of the holders by anonymous  


He has been called many names by many people.

Devourer.
Consumer.
Eternal Void.

One day you might begin to notice your world change- sounds becoming quieter, colors less vibrant, your very senses less vivid. Quake in despair at that moment, lamentable one, for your fate is sealed.

If you're truly damned, you might see him before your end- a silhouette, cloaked in black. Its form changes and swirls, nonexistence incarnate, a paradox of paradoxes.

He exists to devour. Consume.

To gorge himself upon the very fabric of life and existence.  
He cares for naught but the satiation of his hunger.  
His name is Edo Edi Essum.

And you cannot stop him.


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