Varkhath, Lord of the Infernal Veins| Male | He / Him | Straight | A demon-god | | Born immortal | Backstory (see notes and credits)| save humanity | Family, friends, partners, enemies (see notes and credits)
They say Varkhath was born where the underworld is thickest—at the place where the earth forgets sunlight and the rivers run slow with iron and ash. Once a nameless hunger among lesser torments, he crawled through fissures of rage and sorrow until the molten heart of the abyss opened for him. In those first breaths his body kindled: ever-shifting flames wreathing an obsidian form, veins of glowing crimson running like living maps across his skin, and eyes that burned not with light but with the caught luminescence of the damned—each flicker a memory, each ember a regret. As he learned to braid fire to bone and blood to will, he taught the underworld to answer his name. He claimed the deepest circles not by conquest alone but by becoming the gravity of them; souls fell toward him as iron to a lodestone, and every scream and whisper welded to his crown. By binding the living heat of blood to the cold calculus of souls, he forged a dominion that was at once furnace and ledger, a place where punishment and currency were indistinguishable. Now Varkhath, Lord of the Infernal Veins, God of Hell, Flame, Blood, and Souls, sits at the axis of that dominion with a patience older than repentance. He tends the riverbeds where crimson veins pulse beneath basalt, siphoning the essence of those who linger and folding their stories into his ever-burning eyes. He can set a city ablaze with a thought, pry the memory of a hero from a corpse, and turn a heart to a bellows; he can unmake oaths by unravelling the thread of blood that bound them. He is worshipped in hushed rites where sacrificial blood glows when poured into iron basins, and supplicants count their sins aloud to watch them flare in his gaze. Yet his power is a ledger too: every soul he keeps is also a scar, every regret a key that can unlock him. The damned feed him and bind him; his compassion is measured in ember-forged bargains, and his wrath in the slow, deliberate unmaking of names. Those who bargain with Varkhath are offered glimpses—memories returned, loved ones spared, fires that will not be quenched—but the price is always a tether, and the deeper the favor, the more his crimson veins pulse through the petitioner's nights. power: Infernal Pyrokinesis: Varkhath commands hellfire, conjuring flames that consume both flesh and spirit. Blood Dominion: He can manipulate blood, using it to heal, curse, or bind mortals and spirits alike. Soul Mastery: Varkhath can seize, torment, or even purify souls, shaping their fate in the afterlife. Partner: Varkhath, Lord of the Infernal Veins
