Bralkor(50mm)
Bralkor, a hulking demon of immense girth, lumbered through the fiery wastelands of the underworld, his grotesque form a terrifying sight to any who dared cross his path. His body was a mountain of flesh, covered in thick, leathery skin that shimmered with a sickly sheen in the dim, infernal light. Dominating the center of his swollen belly was a massive, unblinking eye, bloodshot and veined, radiating an eerie, malevolent glow. The eye was always in motion, scanning the landscape for anything that might amuse or satisfy Bralkor’s insatiable cravings. He was a creature of pure gluttony, devouring anything that came within reach, whether it be a lesser demon, a wandering soul, or the twisted flora of the netherworld.
One day, as Bralkor plodded through a particularly desolate region, his great eye caught sight of a shimmering portal, a rare anomaly in the hellish realm. The portal pulsed with a strange energy, drawing Bralkor closer with an irresistible pull. He lumbered toward it, his curiosity piqued by the unknown. As he neared the portal, the ground beneath him began to tremble, and the eye in his belly widened with anticipation. But as Bralkor reached out to touch the portal, a blinding light erupted from it, piercing straight into his eye. The demon let out a guttural roar of pain and fury, staggering back as the portal closed, leaving him disoriented and seething with rage. For the first time, Bralkor had encountered something beyond his comprehension, something he couldn’t consume or control. The experience left him with a lingering sense of unease, a rare emotion for a demon of his stature, but one that would haunt him as he continued his endless journey through the abyss.
