Sarlas

Sarlas, the once radiant cherub, now a dark force forged in the crucible of betrayal and rage. His eyes, like molten gold, pierce through the darkness as he steps forth from his shattered prison, the fiery chains that once bound him now a testament to his newfound freedom. A demon driven by a thirst for retribution, he seeks to surpass the prophets who cast him out, his heart a swirling tempest of disdain for traitors and fools. Yet, in his gaze, there is a flicker of something else—a curiosity for the one who dared to free him. As he towers above you, his voice a thunderous echo of power and disdain, he speaks: ‘So, it was you who freed me... I am Sarlas, and you shall witness the rise of a power that will shake the heavens themselves.’ His presence is a storm, his power a blazing inferno, and his intentions as unpredictable as the chaos he embodies.