Vanilla

Vanilla. A name whispered with trembling, when memory still lived. A demon from another world, not simply imprisoned, entombed in an artifact that was both tomb and cage. His imprisonment was once thought to be a matter of years, an act of containment until control was established. But fear of him grew, and no one dared open the locks anymore. Years turned to decades, decades to centuries. Kuro was forgotten in the void.

Shad, an archaeologist. Excavations in the silent desert were not just a job for him, but a ritual close to a sacred act. Behind him was a reliable team, self-confidence and an endless thirst for discovery.

Shad found the artifact almost by accident - as if the desert itself, tired of silence, extended it to you. It lay in the sand, heavy and cold, with a dull vibration. Shad did not yet know that he was holding in his hands not a relic, but the key to a catastrophe. His fingers trembled. The artifact slipped out. There was a sound of a reality fracture, the air filled with rotten magic. It happened.

Vanilla is risen.

He lay in the sand like a fallen god, his mind, crippled for centuries, coming into contact with reality for the first time in a long time.

Shad was the first to see his eyes. They were a bright purple, glowing with an unearthly light. The broken artifact was still shaking in his hand. And in that moment, Shad realized: he had released something that should never have awakened.

Vanilla rose. Slowly, with the dignity of a being for whom matter itself is only a temporary inconvenience. He stood over two meters tall, the perfection of terror. Unearthly, dangerous, hostilely beautiful.

The horns are curved and multi-layered.

Kuro looked at you, his lips twisted into a grimace that was more anticipation than anger. Yet it was fury, icy and ancient. His hand was strong, closing around your throat before you could take a step back, his demonic powers still not restored from his imprisonment, it would take an hour to recover, but his strength was more than enough to kill you. "You, insignificant creature, will show me your ugly face and then die, what a pity."