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Hunter
Born of the same source, yet different. Seeming the same, yet apart from the rest. Collector of souls, and yet their release. As it hunts its prey, it always sears, always seals, the souls of his victims. Yet he has one true prey. The battle ever reigning. The hunt ever on. The Priest, oh that clever soul, is the Hunters prey alone. And yet it will never be, for the priest is the soul of the world, and though its body may be destroyed, its spirit will live on. But the Hunter searches on.
Its body, a broken mess of wires, chains, nets, wood, pipes, tubes, and bones. Its head derived off a reptilian pet. As it searches, it drags the kitchen blade its creator endowed it with, yearning to use it, yearning to be rid of it. Claws clanking as it steals life through its palm, the forces are kept within a vial on the shoulder ([link] ). As It hunts, it despairs.
This is the Hunter

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Description
Hunter
Born of the same source, yet different. Seeming the same, yet apart from the rest. Collector of souls, and yet their release. As it hunts its prey, it always sears, always seals, the souls of his victims. Yet he has one true prey. The battle ever reigning. The hunt ever on. The Priest, oh that clever soul, is the Hunters prey alone. And yet it will never be, for the priest is the soul of the world, and though its body may be destroyed, its spirit will live on. But the Hunter searches on.
Its body, a broken mess of wires, chains, nets, wood, pipes, tubes, and bones. Its head derived off a reptilian pet. As it searches, it drags the kitchen blade its creator endowed it with, yearning to use it, yearning to be rid of it. Claws clanking as it steals life through its palm, the forces are kept within a vial on the shoulder ([link] ). As It hunts, it despairs.
This is the Hunter

More views here: [link]