Crimson Snow

<sub>The snow was falling again.

The male gave a soft sigh, his breath escaping in a white plume. He hated the cold, always has.

“Snow always looks best with the stain of blood, wouldn't you agree?” A cold familiar voice said breaking the silence, “it just stands out so well against the vast whiteness.”

"Shut up,” the male responded irritated.

“Why? You know you enjoyed it too.”

The male turned his head to his right and stared at the crimson stained snow behind him. The trail of red leading toward the horror he just committed. He had grown accustomed to the fact that there never was a trace of it on him.

“Just admit it already,”

“….”

The voice gave off a chuckle that resounded in his head as the lion turned and walked off into the snow covered darkness.</sub>



Meet Constantine.
He hears voices in his head, well not voices per se, more like a voice. One that likes to make him do bad things, some very bad things….

But more on that later^-^


This pic took longer then I expected and I know there are some things wrong with this, specially anatomy wise. But this idea has been bugging me for some time now and I wanted it done.
This guy has been on the back burner for quite some time now. His design and story line being changed and edited to fit my liking.
Figured it be a good time to introduce him officially.

Ref and story to come soon.

Side Note: I don't think this needs a warning, but if someone feels it does I will put one up

Enjoy
Char&Art©me