up from the grave
It was pitch black one night in the old abandoned Neovian cemetery. This cemetery had been maintained decades ago, but had long since fallen into disrepair in the years since. Legend has it that something horrible happened here long ago on All Hallow's Eve.
It was all done in good faith... it was meant to be a harmless joke. But by the night's end, one of the pets had become lost in the surrounding barren and desolate woods. She was never seen again alive.
As the dark cloud rolled by, a sliver of moonlight pierced the sky and a single moonbeam reached the dirt earth below. Suddenly, a crinkled and slimy claw broke through the earth. Slowly, a figure climbed laboriously out of the ground and stretched out its wings. A sinister smile formed on its face, its fangs reflecting in the moonlight. Virsun was back. Back for revenge.
Painted using an FFQ on January 14 2013 :*
My birthday is on May 11!