TW: Slight blood
“Father Vig had never seen Phegor like this. His teeth protruded jaggedly from his mouth, blood oozing from his lips. His body looked bigger, his skin tougher like leather armor worn to battle.
But what Father Vig found most unnerving was the noises rumbling up from Phegor’s chest. It was animalistic. Where was the insatiable flirting? The incessant inappropriate comments that usually spilled from his mouth? Phegor was a demon, sure. But what stood before Father Vig now was nothing but pure monster.”
I’m playing around with Phegor’s demon design. He always has the horns and tail, but when he’s at full strength, he can transform into a more beastly and powerful version of himself.
[All characters depicted are consenting adults over the age of 18]
Emillio Mata
2025-07-02 17:51:39 +0000 UTCTayzrandomart
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