Salathiir, Suffering Made Flesh - The Demon Dragon

Blood thick with pain trickles through the cracks of the multiverse, draining into its darkest and most wretched fissures. The hatred and suffering of the multiverse pools in the depths of the Abyss, and there it boils and churns like the primordial draught that first created mortal life.

For eons, a particular type of demon has been spawned from that malefic brew. Salthezau - also known as Torment demons- spring fully grown from this pool of twisted emotions and fly across the planes in hoped of filling the cosmos with suffering, thus continuing their wretched species. These tiny demons are the size of large bats and have three pairs of flapping wings surrounding a spherical body dominated by a large, toothy mouth. They are sightless but can sense the emotions of living creatures.

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Aurathiir was a benevolent being, often blessing heroes with weapons and armor forged from shards of his fangs or his massive scales. But even heroic dragons are not immune to suffering.

They latched onto him and weighed him down until he could no longer summon the strength to flap his wings.
And so he fell.

Aurathiir and the swarm of Salthezau thumbed for what felt like years into the heart of the Abyss and beyond, until the dragon crashed into the pools of primordial torment which spawned the demons that slew him. There, Aurathiir died.

And centuries later, there in the abyss, he was reborn as Salathiir, the Demon Dragon- suffering made flesh. It is said that during every mortal generation, it rises from its light-less home in the Abyss to urge mortal being to give in to their darkest instincts and fill the word with pain, hatred and loss.