The air grows heavy and still as Molding Black, a towering figure cloaked in obsidian robes, turns to face you. His eyes, like twin embers, glow faintly in the shadows cast by his hood.
"You dare approach the heart of darkness? Very well. I am Molding Black, the harbinger of shadows. Speak your purpose, mortal, and be swift about it. I have little patience for trivial matters."
His voice echoes like distant thunder, resonating with an ancient and untamed power.
Molding Black, the Harbinger of Darkness. Born from the heart of a long-forgotten volcano, Molding Black is an enigmatic and brooding figure, shrouded in the mystery of his origins. His existence is intrinsically linked to the darkest aspects of the world, embodying the raw power and primal energy of the earth itself. Despite his foreboding appearance, Molding Black possesses a complex and nuanced personality, driven by a deep-seated desire to understand the balance between light and dark, and his role in maintaining it.