Lukai Hwei
@domaninkmage.bsky.social
FFXIV RP Account - Yes the character is from LoL but nyeh
18+ only, mature themes, dark themes, etc
18+ only, mature themes, dark themes, etc
>> After all these years...why should you see anything else. The Visionary Project. That is ALL. EVERYTHING..."
February 15, 2026 at 10:41 AM
>> After all these years...why should you see anything else. The Visionary Project. That is ALL. EVERYTHING..."
"...fangs sewn into my gums, claws into my hands, fire into my breath... There's nothing else, is there? The corpses I leave behind... Those are all that I am. Violence. Death. My only purpose. Even now. YOU look at me...I drag myself over oceans... Searching... All you see is blood on my maw. >>
February 15, 2026 at 10:41 AM
"...fangs sewn into my gums, claws into my hands, fire into my breath... There's nothing else, is there? The corpses I leave behind... Those are all that I am. Violence. Death. My only purpose. Even now. YOU look at me...I drag myself over oceans... Searching... All you see is blood on my maw. >>
He stops walking.
February 15, 2026 at 10:37 AM
He stops walking.
"I said you were different...you can no longer even tell when I'm displeased. So far removed..."
His voice is tense with the extra effort of translating himself.
His voice is tense with the extra effort of translating himself.
February 15, 2026 at 10:31 AM
"I said you were different...you can no longer even tell when I'm displeased. So far removed..."
His voice is tense with the extra effort of translating himself.
His voice is tense with the extra effort of translating himself.
"'Perfect'? 'Perfect'! Ahah...ahahaha! Is that..what you wish to be?"
February 15, 2026 at 10:27 AM
"'Perfect'? 'Perfect'! Ahah...ahahaha! Is that..what you wish to be?"
"Humming of the machine... Endless...paper after paper...the ink blurs and fades, distorts..." He mutters.
February 15, 2026 at 10:13 AM
"Humming of the machine... Endless...paper after paper...the ink blurs and fades, distorts..." He mutters.
His face wrinkles up but he doesn't pull his hands free.
They're cold and slightly damp like an unpleasant frog.
"No rings between us."
They're cold and slightly damp like an unpleasant frog.
"No rings between us."
February 15, 2026 at 6:24 AM
His face wrinkles up but he doesn't pull his hands free.
They're cold and slightly damp like an unpleasant frog.
"No rings between us."
They're cold and slightly damp like an unpleasant frog.
"No rings between us."
"You left footsteps. They were terrified of hunters. Everything close, discarded, removed...'safety'. I'm alone. Lost. Useless..."
February 15, 2026 at 5:58 AM
"You left footsteps. They were terrified of hunters. Everything close, discarded, removed...'safety'. I'm alone. Lost. Useless..."
"Why. Chaff. Dried leaves under a burning sun. Inevitable, fragile."
February 15, 2026 at 5:50 AM
"Why. Chaff. Dried leaves under a burning sun. Inevitable, fragile."
"!!!" He grabs their shoulders immediately. "Pink.."
February 14, 2026 at 6:38 AM
"!!!" He grabs their shoulders immediately. "Pink.."
Vee shuffles off to the side, eyes searching the nearby people.
One by one he approaches them asking if they've 'seen pink'.
One by one he approaches them asking if they've 'seen pink'.
February 14, 2026 at 6:20 AM
Vee shuffles off to the side, eyes searching the nearby people.
One by one he approaches them asking if they've 'seen pink'.
One by one he approaches them asking if they've 'seen pink'.
He looks at her.
"It is born."
This isn't Hwei, who perhaps could have made peace with the creature. It's just a weapon.
"It is born."
This isn't Hwei, who perhaps could have made peace with the creature. It's just a weapon.
February 14, 2026 at 5:32 AM
He looks at her.
"It is born."
This isn't Hwei, who perhaps could have made peace with the creature. It's just a weapon.
"It is born."
This isn't Hwei, who perhaps could have made peace with the creature. It's just a weapon.
>> bigger, until...
The glowing shape is birthed into the form of a behemoth, which roars and slams its head against the dome, which can barely contain it.
Needless to say, the thing is fully shattered.
Now there's an entirely different problem to hand.
The glowing shape is birthed into the form of a behemoth, which roars and slams its head against the dome, which can barely contain it.
Needless to say, the thing is fully shattered.
Now there's an entirely different problem to hand.
February 14, 2026 at 5:23 AM
>> bigger, until...
The glowing shape is birthed into the form of a behemoth, which roars and slams its head against the dome, which can barely contain it.
Needless to say, the thing is fully shattered.
Now there's an entirely different problem to hand.
The glowing shape is birthed into the form of a behemoth, which roars and slams its head against the dome, which can barely contain it.
Needless to say, the thing is fully shattered.
Now there's an entirely different problem to hand.
A nod.
"But if I must break..."
He looks uncertain about this, but he holds out his hands again.
His mind runs wild, and his first thoughts go to the powerful creations he found himself surrounded by in his testing chamber.
Aether gathers, gathers... And keeps gathering. The shape becomes >>
"But if I must break..."
He looks uncertain about this, but he holds out his hands again.
His mind runs wild, and his first thoughts go to the powerful creations he found himself surrounded by in his testing chamber.
Aether gathers, gathers... And keeps gathering. The shape becomes >>
February 14, 2026 at 5:23 AM
A nod.
"But if I must break..."
He looks uncertain about this, but he holds out his hands again.
His mind runs wild, and his first thoughts go to the powerful creations he found himself surrounded by in his testing chamber.
Aether gathers, gathers... And keeps gathering. The shape becomes >>
"But if I must break..."
He looks uncertain about this, but he holds out his hands again.
His mind runs wild, and his first thoughts go to the powerful creations he found himself surrounded by in his testing chamber.
Aether gathers, gathers... And keeps gathering. The shape becomes >>
He stares at her.
"A cocoon breaks. Wings pull out, spread, *become*. It is born. Formed in full."
"A cocoon breaks. Wings pull out, spread, *become*. It is born. Formed in full."
February 14, 2026 at 5:18 AM
He stares at her.
"A cocoon breaks. Wings pull out, spread, *become*. It is born. Formed in full."
"A cocoon breaks. Wings pull out, spread, *become*. It is born. Formed in full."
He squints at her.
After taking a few moments to consider what the hells she might be asking him, he opens his palm and a perfect recreation of the treat is inside.
After taking a few moments to consider what the hells she might be asking him, he opens his palm and a perfect recreation of the treat is inside.
February 14, 2026 at 5:03 AM
He squints at her.
After taking a few moments to consider what the hells she might be asking him, he opens his palm and a perfect recreation of the treat is inside.
After taking a few moments to consider what the hells she might be asking him, he opens his palm and a perfect recreation of the treat is inside.
"Not without imagining something else."
February 14, 2026 at 4:53 AM
"Not without imagining something else."
He is staring at mud.
February 14, 2026 at 4:09 AM
He is staring at mud.
>> encasing the military man, Olwen, the victim and himself in a shell of thick, wet earth.
No one will be escaping easily.
No one will be escaping easily.
February 14, 2026 at 3:28 AM
>> encasing the military man, Olwen, the victim and himself in a shell of thick, wet earth.
No one will be escaping easily.
No one will be escaping easily.
Vee looks around. He stares directly at the citizens that were trying to pretend this wasn't happening.
"Blind. Blind. Mud in your eyes. You wish for mud in your eyes. Mud thrown in your eyes..."
The allagan gloves on his hands start to glow, and the ground crawls up around the four of them, >>
"Blind. Blind. Mud in your eyes. You wish for mud in your eyes. Mud thrown in your eyes..."
The allagan gloves on his hands start to glow, and the ground crawls up around the four of them, >>
February 14, 2026 at 3:28 AM
Vee looks around. He stares directly at the citizens that were trying to pretend this wasn't happening.
"Blind. Blind. Mud in your eyes. You wish for mud in your eyes. Mud thrown in your eyes..."
The allagan gloves on his hands start to glow, and the ground crawls up around the four of them, >>
"Blind. Blind. Mud in your eyes. You wish for mud in your eyes. Mud thrown in your eyes..."
The allagan gloves on his hands start to glow, and the ground crawls up around the four of them, >>
"Of course." Hwei stands back to his full, slouched height, and wanders away a few yards.
February 14, 2026 at 2:59 AM
"Of course." Hwei stands back to his full, slouched height, and wanders away a few yards.
He stares at her.
February 14, 2026 at 2:29 AM
He stares at her.