#Sangrratom

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Ice angel and his beloved demons OCs from my original world: Sangrratom

It's always a pleasure to draw favorite characters for the holidays. Happy Valentine's day, folks!

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Remember the price you pay for your perfection

Taalven, vampire prince OC from my original: Sangrratom

Happy holidays, folks! Thank you all so much for support this year!

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Deigh Shiorraidh, my fae lord.

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Milsaren, my vampire OC from Sangrratom fantasy world. Matriarch of the Las'Femal clan, Mother-creator-mind, White Lady who rejected mortality and clothed her race in crystal flesh.

Ephemals can be considered vampires, although they practically do not drink blood, preferring to absorb energy. They are fragile, but practically indestructible. Even a destroyed body will not kill the soul-mind of an ephemale as long as it is removed and hidden like a phylactery.

You will soon meet her daughter, known as Moon Princess.

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Moon child Amidalisse is a girl from my dark fantasy world of Sangrratom. "Moon Flower" in the garden of winter fairies, wife and queen of an ancient creature called Frost Besides everything, she is a representative of the rare vampire clan "Ephemal". Her body is made of magic crystal and can transform into any shape. So she grew horns instead of a crown to look even more like her husband. Reblogs are appreciated!

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I present to you one of the inhabitants of the Sangrratom - Moth! Given to Divarr as a "payment", as "sacrifice," the baby was given no faerie name, becoming "dead" before even being born. However, survived with Divarr! He grew up in the swamps of the disastrous possessions of the Lord of the Flies, taking an example from him in everything, considering him his gloomy father. And having lived to a reasonable age, he showed himself to be the most faithful henchman, and certainly a loving child.

If the frightening of all immortals had an army, this kid would become the commander of the legions; but it just so happened that the retinue of Divarr consists of worms, dragonflies, maggots, and other creeping abominations, and the Moth in their swarm is like a master's son. Swamp Mowgli, with manners to match his father. If the Lord appeared to the faerie courts "in the worst nightmare", servants led by this fluffy monster would definitely come with him to scare the guests half to death, and feast at their balls in general chaos.

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Smoothly moving on to the theme of fairies. My co-author and I are writing our own dark worlds. And I would like to start gradually talking about Sangrratom - this world is dark, cruel, but beautiful. This is a world of blood and bones, unseelie fairies and monstrous vampires, unspeakably terrible ancient gods - and the "good forces" opposing them are by no means kind and not bright.

This is Divarr, the Lord of the Flies - the lord of death and decay, able to age and kill even the immortal and eternally young fairies.

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Queen Layrenn (OC) and her jewels ✨

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A little more Moth and his sweetest eyes!

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Layrenn, OC, Corruption Queen of a small faerie realm, "Bloodless Rose" of a gloomy mists-veiled forest garden.

The subjects whispered that she was cursed with a terrible for all immortals disease for her arrogance, and that their former master took her as his wife out of pity - and of the expectation that she would soon die. It was no secret to anyone that a fairy, capable of aging, was weak. No one reckoned with her, even her husband, who prefers the company of ever new young beauties. That’s why no one expected that Layrenn would get tired of enduring the court’s mockery, and with witchcraft she would turn her traitor husband into a tree, water his roots with the blood of her offenders, and drain his juice and color in order to regain her former beauty and strength…

With such an act, she committed two crimes at once - against nature, and against natural death, not allowing one to die completely, and continuing her own existence. Bringing more and more new sacrifices to her beauty, because nothing lasts forever, and everything has a price. Rarely has anyone seen her without a veil: the magical fabric confuses the eyes, forcing those who look at the queen to think that before them is a beautiful woman, and not a half-rotten, half-withered mummy. Taking fate into her own hands, Layrenn received the fate of many of her kindred, and now holds on tightly to her throne, not yielding to anyone - even death she will only allow herself to be taken on her own terms.

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Karreigdhun, my cursed vampire warlock, from our with coauthor world "Sangrratom".

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