The sun was high and its heat relentless as its light beat down upon the sand which surrounded the square tomb. The sky above was a deep and unending sea of blue; aside from the brief moment in time that it wasn't. For one horrible moment the entire sky would flash to a deep, blood like red color which was immediately followed by a massive bolt of red lightning appearing literally from thin air. The flash of color would leave and return the sky to its natural blue the instant this massive red bolt would slam into the sands no more than fifteen feet from the tombs entrance; the airwaves pierced by an incredible banshee shriek instead of a thunderous boom. The energy charge of the bolt would pass through the first several feet of sand rather than impacting against it; leaving a circular ring of red sand roughly three foot in width. Just a few seconds of eerie stillness would bellowed to fall upon the sand before the sky was once again filled with red light while the center of the red sands began to bulge slightly upwards; forcing the sand to flow to the outermost edge of the circle.


In only a few seconds more the sands would shift away enough to expose the top of a mans head adorned with onyx black hair; moving slowly and smoothly. As this man head would raise from the red sands it could be seen that the skin of it’s forehead, and all other skin that would be exposed, was a sickly ashen color. The red sands flowed almost unnaturally from the man’s scalp and skin as the rest of his face was removed from its hiding place; his red, glowing eyes already opened long before they had exited the sand. The sand would not dare to harm the eyes of this man; Xavier Bloodbayne.

 Next came his massive shoulders where his long hair would finally end. The massive muscular slab that was his chest and abdomen began to tower over the sand; free of any armor or clothing and leaving the soft fleshiness exposed to the air. With no signs of stopping, the mans rippling abdomen was down and passed over by the sands to expose the sultry abdominal V that would lead down to his bare groin. And I do mean [I]bare[/i].

As the sand would pour from his round his groin it would show that Xavier lacked a very prominent male attribute; a phallus. Smooth skin simply gave way to more skin as Xaviers genital area rounded out over his tailbone and up into the crack of his relatively small posterior. The body which he had and every little detail about it was of custom design and anything beyond what he had equipped himself with is purely aesthetic and useless to him in battle. From there his toned legs slid forth from the confines of the sand and Xavier was allowed to finally stand at attention before the tombs entrance; not a single rise or fall in his chest as he took in the gold laced entrance before him.

With a quiet scoff-like noise Xavier began his march into the tomb; the red sand lifting from it’s home for a moment before pouring itself after Xavier and then beyond him so as to flow into the tomb. Once inside the tomb the sand would lift from the ground and expand so as to fill the entire room; the separate particles thinning out so as t cover practically every micron of exposed air. This made something less like a cloud of sand and more like a cloud of dust; you could taste or smell it on the air like a bad smell you can’t pin point. Several minutes of prolonged exposure will have several adverse effects on any living creature not protected from it. 

Before he had even entered the tomb Xavier the entirety of the tombs inner chamber was shown to his mind. If he had so chosen to, he could have made his way confidently beyond the down pillar and stop next to the shattered remains of it’s base with his eyes closed. As it were though, his eyes were open wide and unflinching during his march towards the pillars base; stopping roughly five feet away from it where he would spin around in a quick, fluid motion so as to face the entrance. The time for battle was at hand once more and Xavier was ready to spill blood.