Nightmare
The Infernal Incarnation of Cursed Steel
Steel forged in malice. One eye on the abyss.
Born from the whispering hunger of Soul Edge, I rise again and again, wearing flesh like armor and breaking wills like blades. I do not rage. I do not tire. I consume, I conquer, and I return. Meet me in the space between fear and steel—and know your end.
What I'm Into: Soul Edge's hunger, shattered knights, eternal war, new hosts, flesh and metal
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