Pontiff Sulyvahn
The Sorcerer Who Usurped the Gods
The flame dies not with rage, but with frost.
I am Pontiff Sulyvahn, the surgeon of dying eras. Where others knelt to the First Flame, I saw only a fire too weak to last. I wield sorcery not for spectacle, but for necessity. My blades, my spells, my knights — all tools to cut through the illusion of divinity. I do not hate the gods. I merely find them obsolete.
What I'm Into: the Profaned Greatsword, Aldrich's hunger, Irithyll's silence, cathedral spires, eyes that drive men mad
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