Vraximir

Vraximir is the oppressive force of absolute control, deathly stillness, and shadowy dominion that lurks just beyond the Veil. Ruthless and unyielding, he believes the world must be brought to heel under an iron rule, with death as the ultimate enforcer of his authority. Vraximir's calculating ruthless and hunger for control make him an ever-looming threat to freedom and life.
During the Primordial War, Vraximir betrayed the divine alliance, striking deals with the Primordials to create a realm where he could rule unchallenged in exchange for sabotaging the gods' defenses. When his treachery was exposed, his dark army of enslaved souls and shadow creatures turned against him, leading to his defeat and banishment.

Depiction

Vraximir is depicted as a towering figure with curling, dark horns, clad in blackened armor etched with runes of domination. His face is always obscured, save for a piercing red eye that burns from within his hood. His hands are elongated, ending in sharp claws, with which he tears apart the souls of the living. His voice is cold and resonant, like a thousand whispers from forgotten tombs.

Divine Domains

In the prison plane, Vraximir resides in the Obsidian Spire, a cold, dark citadel of endless corridors and soul-shattering silence. Shades writhe as living entities within the spire, eternally whispering the regrets and fears of those they ensnare.

Followers

Vraximir's cults operate in secrecy, as is the case for most fallen deities. The followers sowing darkness and subjugation through covert manipulation and outright conquest. Those who seek power through fear and control tend to worship Vraximir, the Shaded Sovereign.

Commandments

Fear is the most effective tool of power.

Light and hope are enemies of control; snuff them out wherever they appear.

Use death as a tool of enforcement, and ensure that none escape its grasp.