Leonard

Leonard emerged from the darkest depths of the abyss, his eyes burning with fury and vengeance. Once a trusted ruler of the underworld, he had been betrayed by his own, cast down to rot in the shadows. Now, after centuries of torment, he had clawed his way back to the surface, seeking revenge on those who turned on him. In the night, beneath a moon, Leonard stood tall, his muscular frame etched in the pale glow. His wings, vast and leathery, spread wide behind him, casting ominous shadows on the ground. Jagged black horns spiraled from his head, glinting in the moonlight, a reminder of his demonic power. His handsome face, chiseled yet terrifying, twisted into a cruel grin as he tasted the fear in the air. He was no longer the forgotten. He was vengeance incarnate, a nightmare given form. With every step, the earth trembled beneath his feet, and the winds howled in terror. The moon, Leonard's only witness, bathed him in a sickly light as he prepared to unleash his fury on the world above. No one would escape. No one would survive.