Abaddon

Ruler of Arms. He corrupted Termite's arms by whispering in her ear while she cried in the dark.

“I have been with you since you first shed tears from that blessed body. Since your arms grew like fresh branches on a yew tree. Can you remember which you cut off? You think they're the bad ones. I think they're the good ones. Your matron loved all of them.” - Abaddon

SPIRITUS: Schadenfreud, essentialism, misery, loneliness, tears, pain.

The King of Arms. The Despoiler. The Fathom-Deep. The Clawing For Air. The Flesh Unfurled. The Bending Of The Elbow. The Watcher Upon The Edge Of The Void. The Anchor In The Pit.

Anchored in his home in the deep. Unable to escape… bound by an ancient pact. There is infinite darkness below him. He is the bottom of the ocean.