Personality:

"Some still say they can see this horror in the deep empty night sky....when not even Galyx dares show their colorful splendor."

Gender: Masculine, Non-Binary - He/Him They/Them

Theories and old stories:

It's worthy to note how little is truly known of this creature's origins.

Even when consulting old scripts, scrolls, ancient texts, and stories written from native civilizations which often were exposed to him and creatures like him; there are

so many alternating stories and theories of its existence that it's hard to pin down any of them as being 'factual'. if any of them are true at all...

At some point...this being must have been able to move, must have been a regular Stryx right?

Or perhaps, Something beyond them possessed them? Took hold of their body and grew it to fit a more comfortable form...a body much too heavy to move.

Maybe...they were never a Stryx, to begin with, maybe they were born something else, something unnatural, twisted, massive, and ancient.

The Crater:

They lay in a crater that pulses under them like swollen arteries and twitches like living muscle.

One of its gigantic wings lay propped on what looks like a mountain, jagged and curved towards them. The soil and stone stained an unhealthy black, deeply saturated

with the odd material that seeps from the immobile giant. No plants grow here, no animals dare step foot into this place less they be affected by the inky material.

The location the being lies in; is barren other than the slightly squishy back soil, the slippery rocks, the horridly jagged terrain getting worse and worse the closer to the

source of the terrains morphing you get...closer to them. The pungent smell of oil, rubber, mold, and smoke sticks to the area it's infected with its unpleasant and

potentially dangerous slimy black substance.

Magic:

The slimy black substance on them & around them, seeping into the area it lies in and spreading slowly outwards, is magical in nature. Extremely dangerous, unstable

magic that can cause many adverse effects in those unlucky enough to be infected by it or be in its presence for too long. Mutations, Intense Hallucinations, or worse.

The true extent of this creature's power is unknown, the only thing that's known of it; is its painfully slow infection of the ground, and its inability to stay harmed by

anything regardless of how powerful the source is. Any and all wounds closing immediately, the black magical substance welling up and filling the wound up as if

nothing happened.

It does not speak audibly...and if it does it sounds like a low constant drone.

Only those that have...survived a particularly interesting situation with him, are capable of truly hearing him.