Eschewing the company of others, the Flagellant turns his back to the fire, denying himself the comforts of its warmth. Instead, he whips himself mercilessly - this is a man locked in perpetual battle with his own flesh and blood.
...and then devour your soul.
Your end is nigh
The amazing imagery displayed in World Anvil is graciously vested by
His Titanship Christopher Dravus of Ironrise Games,
Our Revered Deity Basic Dragon / Rin &
His Majesty Caeora