====== demi gods / sityxx ======

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Name: Sityxx
Titles: The Demi-God of Insanity, Patron of Madness; Harbinger of Discord; Warden of Torment
Age: Ageless (appears mid-20s)
Pronouns: He/Him
Domains: Insanity, Torture, Pain, Forbidden Knowledge
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Name: Sityxx
Titles: The Demi-God of Insanity, Patron of Madness; Harbinger of Discord; Warden of Torment
Age: Ageless (appears mid-20s)
Pronouns: He/Him
Domains: Insanity, Torture, Pain, Forbidden Knowledge

===== Unknown =====

Personality:

Core Traits:
Tricky, unhinged, and dangerously charismatic.
Master manipulator who delights in toying with both mortals and immortals.
Thrives on chaos, pain, and corruption, finding joy in the unraveling of minds.
Masochistic and sadistic, he draws power from suffering, whether it be his own or others'.
Loves: Necromancy, causing torment, forbidden knowledge and the thrill of manipulation.
Hates: Empathy, predictability and defiance without wit.


Character Sheet: Sityxx, The Demi-God of Madness and Dark Arts
Name: Sityxx
Titles: The Forbidden Son, Patron of Madness and Dark Arts, Warden of Torment
Age: Ageless (appears in his late 20s)
Pronouns: He/They
Domains: Insanity, Torture, Pain, Necromancy, Forbidden Knowledge

Appearance:

Eyes: Chartreuse, glowing with an erratic intensity, flickering like flames of madness.
Horns: Small, curling backward, black with a cracked, glossy surface resembling volcanic glass.
Hair: Long, silken gray that flows unnaturally, as if moved by invisible winds.
Skin: A grayish-purple hue, marked with faint, swirling scars that seem to shift and pulse with his emotions.
Build: Lean and wiry, his sinewy frame exudes an aura of unsettling strength and grace.
Legs: Digitigrade with hooved feet, their darkened edges giving him a beastly, unholy silhouette. His tail, ending in a tuft of coarse, black fur, flicks like a predator’s.
Clothing: Draped in robes of midnight black and deep purple, adorned with intricate sigils of necromancy and chaos. Chains loop around his wrists and ankles, both decorative and functional, jangling softly with his every step.
Personality:

Core Traits:
Tricky, unhinged, and dangerously charismatic.
Master manipulator who delights in toying with both mortals and immortals.
Thrives on chaos, pain, and corruption, finding joy in the unraveling of minds.
Masochistic and sadistic, he draws power from suffering, whether it be his own or others'.
Loves: Necromancy, causing torment, forbidden knowledge, and the thrill of manipulation.
Hates: Apathy, predictability, and defiance without wit.
Abilities:

Master of Necromancy: Sityxx commands the dead with unmatched skill, animating legions of corpses or binding spirits to his will.
Painweaver: His touch can ignite pain like wildfire or lull his victim into a cruelly blissful madness.
Insanity’s Embrace: His mere presence can fracture the minds of those around him, filling them with hallucinations and dread.
Chains of Chaos: The chains around his body can extend into shadowy tendrils, ensnaring and tormenting his foes.
Masochist’s Strength: Sityxx thrives on pain, growing stronger with every wound inflicted upon him.
Harbinger of Forbidden Knowledge: As the patron of dark arts, Sityxx can grant his followers access to secrets of necromancy, curses, and other forbidden magics—at a steep price.
Worship:

Rites: Devotees offer sacrifices of pain and suffering, often through bloodletting, binding rituals, or the creation of undead.
Symbols: A broken mind encircled by a crown of bones and barbed chains; a hooved figure standing amidst a field of reanimated corpses.
Followers: Necromancers, warlocks, and those who seek power through madness and torment. His worship is banned in most realms, and his cults operate in secrecy.
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Personality:

Core Traits:
Tricky, unhinged, and dangerously charismatic.
Master manipulator who delights in toying with both mortals and immortals.
Thrives on chaos, pain, and corruption, finding joy in the unraveling of minds.
Masochistic and sadistic, he draws power from suffering, whether it be his own or others'.
Loves: Necromancy, causing torment, forbidden knowledge and the thrill of manipulation.
Hates: Empathy, predictability and defiance without wit.


Character Sheet: Sityxx, The Demi-God of Madness and Dark Arts
Name: Sityxx
Titles: The Forbidden Son, Patron of Madness and Dark Arts, Warden of Torment
Age: Ageless (appears in his late 20s)
Pronouns: He/They
Domains: Insanity, Torture, Pain, Necromancy, Forbidden Knowledge

Appearance:

Eyes: Chartreuse, glowing with an erratic intensity, flickering like flames of madness.
Horns: Small, curling backward, black with a cracked, glossy surface resembling volcanic glass.
Hair: Long, silken gray that flows unnaturally, as if moved by invisible winds.
Skin: A grayish-purple hue, marked with faint, swirling scars that seem to shift and pulse with his emotions.
Build: Lean and wiry, his sinewy frame exudes an aura of unsettling strength and grace.
Legs: Digitigrade with hooved feet, their darkened edges giving him a beastly, unholy silhouette. His tail, ending in a tuft of coarse, black fur, flicks like a predator’s.
Clothing: Draped in robes of midnight black and deep purple, adorned with intricate sigils of necromancy and chaos. Chains loop around his wrists and ankles, both decorative and functional, jangling softly with his every step.
Personality:

Core Traits:
Tricky, unhinged, and dangerously charismatic.
Master manipulator who delights in toying with both mortals and immortals.
Thrives on chaos, pain, and corruption, finding joy in the unraveling of minds.
Masochistic and sadistic, he draws power from suffering, whether it be his own or others'.
Loves: Necromancy, causing torment, forbidden knowledge, and the thrill of manipulation.
Hates: Apathy, predictability, and defiance without wit.
Abilities:

Master of Necromancy: Sityxx commands the dead with unmatched skill, animating legions of corpses or binding spirits to his will.
Painweaver: His touch can ignite pain like wildfire or lull his victim into a cruelly blissful madness.
Insanity’s Embrace: His mere presence can fracture the minds of those around him, filling them with hallucinations and dread.
Chains of Chaos: The chains around his body can extend into shadowy tendrils, ensnaring and tormenting his foes.
Masochist’s Strength: Sityxx thrives on pain, growing stronger with every wound inflicted upon him.
Harbinger of Forbidden Knowledge: As the patron of dark arts, Sityxx can grant his followers access to secrets of necromancy, curses, and other forbidden magics—at a steep price.
Worship:

Rites: Devotees offer sacrifices of pain and suffering, often through bloodletting, binding rituals, or the creation of undead.
Symbols: A broken mind encircled by a crown of bones and barbed chains; a hooved figure standing amidst a field of reanimated corpses.
Followers: Necromancers, warlocks, and those who seek power through madness and torment. His worship is banned in most realms, and his cults operate in secrecy.

===== Unknown =====

Backstory:
Born from Yphnis, the goddess of death, and an enigmatic force of madness, Sityxx embodies the convergence of torment and the forbidden. Rejected by most pantheons, he embraced his role as an outcast and found solace in the dark arts and chaos.

Sityxx became a patron to those daring enough to seek him out, offering his twisted blessings to necromancers, cultists, and desperate souls. He delights in teaching forbidden magics, always at the cost of the practitioner's sanity or soul.

Sityxx sees existence as a theater of pain and chaos, where his role is to guide mortals and immortals alike into the depths of madness. His laughter, deep and resonant, echoes in the shadows, luring the unwary to his influence.

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"Sityxx, Keeper of Shadows and Warden of Pain,
I call upon thee in the stillness of dread.
Unshackle my mind, unveil the forbidden,
Guide my hand to wield the art of the dead.

Through torment, may I find your truth;
Through madness, may your whispers soothe.
O Harbinger of Chaos, grant me thy might,
That I may walk unbroken in eternal night."