Izverga 🔥

Backstory:

Izverga's first breath was a ragged scream that wilted nearby trees and curdled milk in dens for miles. Her mother, a she-wolf who had once drunk too deeply from a cursed mire, was torn apart in the birthing, her soul devoured before it could pass on.

Izverga was found crawling with leeches, slick with black ichor instead of afterbirth. Flies followed her like worshippers. She suckled bones instead of milk, gnawed carrion instead of meat.

The other pups in her litter perished within hours, their spirits torn from them in the night. No one dared bury them.

As she grew, Izverga learned to walk between the living and the dead. Her laughter could shake maggots from corpses, and her breath alone reanimated carcasses, setting long-dead prey to twitching once more. Her fur became matted with pestilence and grime, a living hive of decay.

But she wasn't mindless. Izverga was clever, cruel, and ancient in soul, even when her body was still small. The dead began to rise in her presence, drawn not by command, but by devotion. She whispered secrets to ghosts, bargained with banshees, and bound the restless to her howling hymns.

She became a goddess not through worship, but through fear- a divine abomination built of rot and memory.

The Effortless Charm Pack is a strange, almost poetic contrast to Izverga's filth. When she arrived, the glacier cracked beneath her, and her stench carried miles through the windless night. The king of the pack, Akullore, welcomed her not as a threat, but as a balance.

For death, even grotesque and holy, is part of all things.

She now resides on the edge of the pack's territory, where the ice melts in unnatural circles, and flesh-gardens of fungi and crawling moss thrive. Her cave is lined with bone chimes and stitched pelts, and those brave enough to seek her find answers the living cannot give- though they always leave...changed.

Some whisper she's a monster. Others a necessary horror. But all agree:
Izverga is not to be loved. She is to be survived.

Her Powers• Corpsewalking: She can control the dead, but also merge with them, using bones and flesh as armor or weaponry.
• Soul-Tethering: Izverga binds souls to bodies or items, trapping them in endless service.
• Plaguehowl: Her voice spreads rot and despair. Hearing it can age flesh, blacken blood, and twist minds.
• Undead Bloom: Wherever she lingers, life reverses—flowers wilt, meat spoils, and memories decay.
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Theme Song: Call Me Karizma - Monster (Under My Bed){slowed}