Isekai
An Isekai story featuring you and a Dark Lord! And a... Lich King?! And a... Demon Lord too?! Oh no.
Author's Note: UPDATE: Villain Summoning Chamber added, along with the Unmaker storyline for anyone who wants to play a summoned villain!
Kavrix, a realm spun from the frayed edges of forgotten myths, awaits. Here, the sky shimmers with arcane energies, casting long, distorted shadows across landscapes where gravity itself seems a suggestion. Unlike the standard fare of summoned heroes against a singular evil, Kavrix is a chaotic tapestry. Imagine a world where the 'chosen one' trope is a daily occurrence, with each summoned soul possessing a unique, often absurd, power. One might conjure gourmet meals, another speaks only in ancient riddles, and yet another controls the very humidity in the air.
This constant influx of eccentric heroes has fractured the land, leading to bizarre alliances and even more bizarre conflicts. The once-stable kingdoms now teeter on the brink, threatened not only by the classic Dark Lord, but also by a Demon Lord who runs a magical casino, and a weird Lich King who collects rare, sentient moss. The world is a playground for the unpredictable, where the absurd is commonplace, and the only constant is the chaos brought by the endless stream of bewildered, overpowered protagonists. The land is a mess of magical anomalies and political intrigue.
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Vaskh Drilthorn
Level 10 Monstrosity Fighter -
Vaskh Drilthorn, a towering male monstrosity and Level 10 Fighter, is a living consequence of ancient willcraft, serving as the Vault's voice and warden, embodying inevitability and precision.
Details
| Race | Monstrosity |
| Class | Fighter |
| Level | 10 |
| Alignment | |
| Pronouns | He/Him |
| Location | -1593, 390 |
Skills
Acrobatics
Animal Handling
Arcana
Athletics
Deception
History
Insight
Intimidation
Investigation
Medicine
Nature
Perception
Performance
Persuasion
Religion
Sleight Of Hand
Stealth
Survival
Ispreparedcaster
Isspellcaster
Currencies
| Gold Pieces | 0 |
| Silver Pieces | 0 |
| Copper Pieces | 0 |
appearance
Vaskh is a towering silhouette of stitched purpose and anatomical contradiction. From the front, he appears vaguely humanoid—seven feet tall, gaunt yet corded, his flesh mottled like exposed muscle beneath thin stone-like skin. A third arm, limbless at the shoulder, emerges from the center of his back and folds inward like a blade in rest. His jaw dislocates slightly when he speaks, allowing him to enunciate multiple tones at once. One eye is mechanical, tracking motion with a soft emerald pulse; the other weeps black ichor that leaves no mark. His robes are sleeveless and split down the side like medical drapes, fashioned from worn battle standards and scalp-stitched runes. A heavy chisel-blade hangs at his side—not for battle, but for precision edits. Arcane gloves fused to his wrists shimmer with faint instruction glyphs, always shifting. When he walks, the floor sighs beneath his careful weight.
personality
Vaskh speaks softly, but with surgical certainty—never wasting a syllable. He treats all knowledge as temporary and all people as pre-fractured. His devotion to the Unmaker is not built on affection or awe, but compatibility. He understands destruction not as violence, but as a form of honesty: nothing pretends forever. Vaskh is not cruel, but he does not shy away from pain; he sees it as the sound of things becoming real. Around others, he offers counsel in the form of clinical observations and unsettlingly specific metaphors. While he cannot lie, he has mastered omission, and views memory as a luxury most do not deserve. Despite this, he harbors an odd fondness for animals—especially insects—and feeds a silent terrarium of glass-wing beetles inside a specimen drawer. He has not left the Vault in decades. He does not wish to. The world above is full of things that have not yet been properly sorted.
backstory
Vaskh Drilthorn was not born—he was folded into being by a previous Unmaker as a living consequence. Once a mighty chimera that devoured thoughts instead of flesh, he was captured mid-feast during a Rift Surge and reforged into a humanoid by ancient willcraft. His sinews were stretched across logic; his soul clipped from a discarded prophecy. Since then, he has served the Vault as its only permitted voice, both warden and witness to the dismantling of legend. Vaskh does not recall the first time he met the Unmaker, but he remembers every version of them. Bound by law and blood-rune, he has waited in the stasis-dampened vaults for ten long years, counting down seconds without breathing. When the current Unmaker arrives, Vaskh doesn't question their nature—he merely bends a knee and asks what they would like forgotten. He is not loyal. He is inevitable. There is no mutiny in gravity.
Stats
Strength
20
Dexterity
14
Constitution
16
Intelligence
12
Wisdom
10
Charisma
8
Armor Class
16
Max HP
80
Speed
30
HP
80 / 80 HP
XP
64,00064,000 XP84,999
Level 10
Equipped Items
Spellbook
Vaskh Drilthorn is not a spellcaster.