Time in the Inkwell was nonlinear. The crushing void of the trial had receded, replaced by a space that resembled an infinite, dimly lit study. Floating islands of bookshelves drifted in the grey ether, and the floor was no longer liquid, but a solid expanse of obsidian, etched with white chalk lines like a tactician’s…
Author: Mordekai Malthezar
Deepest, Darkest Ink
[TW: Drowning/Suffocation] The blow Mordekai expected never came. There was no rending of flesh, no scorching hellfire. Instead, there was a sensation of absolute, suffocating fluidity. The floorboards of the Guild tower dissolved beneath his knees, melting away into substance. He fell. When his eyes snapped open, the wreckage of his library was gone. The…
Unbecoming
Mordekai walked silently through what was his floor in the Guild tower, taking in the signs of carnage that had been left in the wake of his separation from Adramalech. You see, Mordekai was not just his vassal, but others had been as well, though these others were tied to the Devil through Mordekai, as…
Say A Prayer For The Damned
“So, what’s your story then?” Before that question had been asked of Mordekai, he had kept his distance from Kazumi’s sermon. Firstly, holy words hurt his head (and more besides), and secondly whatever she had to say would not apply to him. He was, by his own reckoning, beyond such concepts as “love”, “compassion”, and…
Ten Years Until The End
Ten Years Ago, before the Cataclysm (Shinedown – DEVIL (Official Video) – YouTube) Mordekai sat at his table in his chambers, writing furiously upon a manuscript in front of him. He dipped the quill in the inkwell, which had a sickly green glow to the glass itself. The inkwell had been given to him by…