Description

The void wraith chain looms like a torn shadow given weight, its entire form woven from heavy, blackened links that drip and unravel into darkness. A ragged hood hangs where a head should be, yet inside there is no face—only a swirling cosmos of indigo and violet, stars wheeling around a light-devouring core. Chains coil around its shoulders like a macabre cloak, some hanging in tatters, others stretching outward into the surrounding night as if groping for something to bind.