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Before the time of creation, there was darkness, light and void. It was shadow, pure, undiluted. In the center of the darkness was light. The darkness caressed and held the light it found precious. The light defined the shadow was in turn defined by the dark. They were intertwined for eternity. The void was the fringe. It was nothing, it had no thought nor substance.

Soon thought blossomed into existence. In a burst of energy, the light and dark took form. A great spreading dark dragon was the shadow. The light emerged as a gleaming white animal with a spiraled white horn, a unicorn. They saw and they were pleased. They began to caress in shadow, light and thought. Soon, the light brought more ephemeral images into existence.

Then....the there was another spark in the void . This was not a spark of light, but rather a rift, a disjointed taint in the fabric of the universe caused by change. This was the first beginnings of the Taint. The Taint thought....and its first thought...was jealousy.

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Once the world was created, Abathia and Ixaxi looked at their creation and that of their children. It was a beautiful world, but it was lonely and so they decided to create smaller forms to inhabit it. Soon, the Taint saw the new life and it was filled with fury at this new life. It was jealous for it had not received the blessings to be able to create life, for it was nothing but anger.

The Taint which was full of anger decided to destroy the life that had been created. However, it was not able to destroy all life and so it came to Abathia and it created the only thing it could.....death.

When death itself failed as a threat, it created this nightmare, an aberration from the depths of the abyss called out and warped by the taint. Spawned of nightmares and the wild, the taint leant a portion of itself, letting its pestilence spill on the fresh earth. Deep within the oldest reaches beyond the last of the Dragonspine mountains lies the land's blood, the place where the Taint itself fell. A place where sea-beasts once thrived and now the ground has grown ill and dry. The mar on Tir'Rielle's surface. The last vestiges of a time long forgotten. The horror along the forest coast of the island.

When first it fell, it began to infect the living things. The taint began to spread. Thick tendrils of pale violet tentacles slipping into flesh, bone, plant and stone. The ground itself regurgitated, a huge gaping hold rising up from the mound.

If ever one should fall, the thick purple tentacles enter into skull and flesh and bone. Sometimes, for just a few minutes, the tentacles can hold these skeletons up.

It has eyes, many of them, sometimes they sit along the crest of the biggest mound, a pile of flesh shaped like the sea creatures that have died by the taint. A mouth, like a cave, a stretching maw full of vicious drool waits, ever hungry.

Tentacles serve its bidding, filling the soil instead of roots and worms, these sickly manipulators seek life, to infect it and ruin it. Yet, still, blood seeps from wounds that never truly heal. Every blow it takes cannot be healed, but its skin is so resistant that it is hard to harm. And it is so infectious, that once a limb cannot be used, already more life has been assimilated into its horrid mess.

Yet, most nightmarish of all, is the long, dripping tongue, topped by tentacles and a most horrifying sight.
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Aberration of Taint . For a contest [link]

The Concept:
Design a unique and creepy beastie using any only 6 of the following things/traits:
-multiple sets of eyes
-skulls
-drool of some sort
-Blood
-tentacles
-long horrifying tongue

Mottenfest the Coyote (c) *Mottenfest Ref: [link]

More coming soon.

Thank you =VGiselleH for the advice on shading. Here's a night scene I tried.

Description
Before the time of creation, there was darkness, light and void. It was shadow, pure, undiluted. In the center of the darkness was light. The darkness caressed and held the light it found precious. The light defined the shadow was in turn defined by the dark. They were intertwined for eternity. The void was the fringe. It was nothing, it had no thought nor substance.

Soon thought blossomed into existence. In a burst of energy, the light and dark took form. A great spreading dark dragon was the shadow. The light emerged as a gleaming white animal with a spiraled white horn, a unicorn. They saw and they were pleased. They began to caress in shadow, light and thought. Soon, the light brought more ephemeral images into existence.

Then....the there was another spark in the void . This was not a spark of light, but rather a rift, a disjointed taint in the fabric of the universe caused by change. This was the first beginnings of the Taint. The Taint thought....and its first thought...was jealousy.

----

Once the world was created, Abathia and Ixaxi looked at their creation and that of their children. It was a beautiful world, but it was lonely and so they decided to create smaller forms to inhabit it. Soon, the Taint saw the new life and it was filled with fury at this new life. It was jealous for it had not received the blessings to be able to create life, for it was nothing but anger.

The Taint which was full of anger decided to destroy the life that had been created. However, it was not able to destroy all life and so it came to Abathia and it created the only thing it could.....death.

When death itself failed as a threat, it created this nightmare, an aberration from the depths of the abyss called out and warped by the taint. Spawned of nightmares and the wild, the taint leant a portion of itself, letting its pestilence spill on the fresh earth. Deep within the oldest reaches beyond the last of the Dragonspine mountains lies the land's blood, the place where the Taint itself fell. A place where sea-beasts once thrived and now the ground has grown ill and dry. The mar on Tir'Rielle's surface. The last vestiges of a time long forgotten. The horror along the forest coast of the island.

When first it fell, it began to infect the living things. The taint began to spread. Thick tendrils of pale violet tentacles slipping into flesh, bone, plant and stone. The ground itself regurgitated, a huge gaping hold rising up from the mound.

If ever one should fall, the thick purple tentacles enter into skull and flesh and bone. Sometimes, for just a few minutes, the tentacles can hold these skeletons up.

It has eyes, many of them, sometimes they sit along the crest of the biggest mound, a pile of flesh shaped like the sea creatures that have died by the taint. A mouth, like a cave, a stretching maw full of vicious drool waits, ever hungry.

Tentacles serve its bidding, filling the soil instead of roots and worms, these sickly manipulators seek life, to infect it and ruin it. Yet, still, blood seeps from wounds that never truly heal. Every blow it takes cannot be healed, but its skin is so resistant that it is hard to harm. And it is so infectious, that once a limb cannot be used, already more life has been assimilated into its horrid mess.

Yet, most nightmarish of all, is the long, dripping tongue, topped by tentacles and a most horrifying sight.
=================================
Aberration of Taint . For a contest [link]

The Concept:
Design a unique and creepy beastie using any only 6 of the following things/traits:
-multiple sets of eyes
-skulls
-drool of some sort
-Blood
-tentacles
-long horrifying tongue

Mottenfest the Coyote (c) *Mottenfest Ref: [link]

More coming soon.

Thank you =VGiselleH for the advice on shading. Here's a night scene I tried.