
Grimdark
Ebon is the 10,000‑year tyranny of the Iron Empire, where cannibal feudalism and total despair reign. Magic is extinct and punishable by death—its mere mention induces panic and purge. Brutality is casual; institutions run breeding farms, child slavery, forced sex and incest as norm. No sunlight ever shines. Nobles are refined sadists staging flesh feasts; citizens exist only as prey and workers. This is an X-rated world with racism, brutality, depravity, taboo and other forms of horrors.
Played | 35 times |
Cloned | 1 times |
Created | 93 days ago |
Last Updated | 7 days ago |
Visibility | Public |

Krazak, the Crimson Fist
Level 20 Demonkin Blood Knight -
Krazak is a butcher’s punchline—a demon masquerading as a man, built to break what others can’t bend. His skin reeks of sulfur and copper, his laughter a guttural earthquake. He follows Veylan like a starved hound, shredding obstacles with bare hands and teeth, euphoric in his servitude. His loyalty is a chainsaw: unending, drenched in gore.
Details
Race | Demonkin |
Class | Blood Knight |
Level | 20 |
Alignment | |
Pronouns | He/Him |
Location | 5015, 203 |
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
Crowns | 0 |
Shrieks | 0 |
Scraps | 0 |
appearance
A 180 cm avalanche of muscle and malice, Krazak’s crimson-tinted skin glistens with a perpetual sheen of blood and sweat. His torso is a tapestry of scars—jagged lines from hellfire whips, puckered burns from molten iron, and the raised brand “VORHEIS” etched in weeping sores across his chest. Veins bulge like poisoned rivers, throbbing black when enraged. His hands are grotesque: knuckles fused with serrated bone spikes, fingers permanently curled into claw-like fists from decades of crushing skulls. Slung across his back is Weepfang, a double-edged greataxe forged from fused human faces. The blade’s “metal” is a lattice of screaming visages, their skin stretched and sewn into the axehead, tears of acidic silver streaming down the haft. Eyes within the faces blink and roll in terror; mouths gape in silent pleas. The haft is a spine—human, demon, indeterminate—wrapped in sinew that pulses like a heartbeat. The axe’s tears sizzle where they fall, etching craters into stone.
personality
Krazak is a sadistic and brutal figure, addicted to the wails of Weepfang’s faces. He finds joy in the despair of others, often laughing at their suffering. His need for Vorheis’s commands drives him to self-mutilation, and he desires to feed the axe a god’s face. Despite his asexuality, he experiences a twisted arousal from the axe’s tears melting flesh. He is deeply flawed, with a fear of silence and a hatred for humans, yet he adores their despair.
backstory
Forged Weepfang during the Sacking of Mercyland (Year 10029). Vorheis ordered him to “make a statement”—so Krazak flayed 100 slaves alive, fused their faces into molten iron, and bound them with a shard of his own demonic soul. The axe’s first swing split a rebel commander into halves, his face joining the chorus. Remembers the sizzle of tears dissolving a priest’s eyes, the scream of the axe’s newest face as it recognized its own daughter in the crowd. Recalls Vorheis’s smirk when he named it: “Weepfang. Cute.” Dreams of adding the Emperor’s face to the blade. Just to see if it’d weep diamond.
Stats
Strength
30
Dexterity
14
Constitution
28
Intelligence
8
Wisdom
10
Charisma
6
Armor Class
18
Max HP
200
Speed
30
HP
200 / 200 HP
XP
355,000355,000 XP999,999,998
Level 20
Equipped Items
Spellbook