#Sin Eater AU

[bloodiedbeloveds]

Here’s some sin eater angst. A solid 5-10 percent of this fic overall involves John being hugged and honestly I think it’s only fair given all the suffering he goes through.

[fatewalker-phoenix]

~Eirene~

[amoebaforce]

Pssst... can i request scions reacting to their romantic partner wol turning into a sin eater.

two asks, one stone!

this particular AU isn't my favorite, i must confess. i like seeing other players' WoL-turned-sineater concept art, but the implications are just so sad (and world-breaking) that it feels hard for me to do the AU its proper justice.

but i respect angst enjoyers! so here is a little drabble for you both to enjoy :)

tags: angst, violence, implied death, body horror, dark themes in general tbh, Shadowbringers spoilers, gn!WoL word count: 325

Something must have gone wrong. The delicate, ever-shifting balance of aether, of light and dark, the tenuous thread upon which the worlds teeter... Something must have broken it. No one could know where it happened, or how, or by whose hand. At this point, it was too late to wonder. Too late to reverse the tides. The sky was already bright and stagnant, the lands still bleached and barren -- and the Warrior transformed.

Maybe 'transformed' was too sweet a word. Too gentle, too clinical. It didn't capture the bones cracking or the skin ripping. Or the screaming. Gods, the screaming. How it hung in the air like fog as every scrap of light within the Warrior painstakingly tore its way out. And how it suddenly stopped, replaced with naught but sterile silence as something new arose in their place.

A thing with too many eyes, too many limbs, flesh pallid, body edged with glittering gold. It towered over the other sin eaters, dwarfing even the most formidable of the Lightwardens, in stature and power alike. Power leaked like blood from its ragged seams. Puddles of liquid light splattered the ground as it took its first stuttering steps in its new frame. All who looked upon it knew it was not a mere sin eater, but a newborn god. A harbinger of a hideous doom, terrible and beautiful in the same vacant moment.

And as the creature brayed, announcing its supremacy to the flocks of its newfound kin, the others fled. Some ran; others were dragged, or carried. But all fled. What else could they do? The world was unraveling around them, crumbling piecemeal into the sickly stillness of the light. They had to reach the Crystarium, had to regroup, had to make sure the denizens of the shard were safe. There were thousands of lives at stake -- and yet, as the Scions raced to safety, all they could think of was the life they were leaving behind.

[lilpomfriend]

Sin Eater AU

☽ Forgiven Apathy ☾

Pohli's Sin Eater form, Forgiven Apathy - Apatheia.

[fell-court]

the road that we walk is lost in the flood here, proud angels bathe in their wages of blood

For someone of the Source to take in five Lightwardens' light would surely transform them into an ultimate sixth. For a voidsent to do the same may go some way to fixing their overabundance of darkness.. but that doesn't mean the end result still won't end up more like a sin eater. In this case, Forgiven Defiance; or, had she gone all the way, Lightwarden Philautia.

(More images under the readmore!)

Here are some more pictures without quite so many effects, both inside group pose and out of it. Surprisingly enough, I haven't actually changed Lorenza's skintone for this glamour - yet making her hair darker and swapping the black skin gradients for white ones seems to have produced that effect. Either that, or the lighting's just odd in this dungeon.

My main design inspiration here was another character of mine, Linariyn - specifically the vibes of a drawing my friend made of her. However, I did end up keeping a couple of Lorenza-specific features, such as the hairstyle, tail, and specific shape of the claws.

Thank you very much for taking the time to read this, if you have! I hope that you like these pictures~

[windupmyrie]

Aphrodite comes to purge this world and all others

[disciple-of-frost]

I have a couple rough sketches of what I want Ishi to look like in a Sin Eater AU.

The top is my first draft and the second version isn't all that different. I made the wings look a bit more like Hraesvelgr's but that's about it. Overall I wanted to make her more monster and less humanoid.

My absolute favorite part though is the Shiva's Diamond Degen through the chest, I imagine she pulls it out at phase two if she were a boss.

Time for another WoL/OC question!

Everyone loves a good "The WoL becomes a sin eater" AU! So, if your WoL/OC were to succumb to light corruption, what would they look like? What would they be called? What would their lair/level design look like?

[noctiilio]

Pasts rewritten Ryne!

I have this AU i'm working on in my free time where SHB happens earlier in the timeline, and while it's not noticeable on the source, it's enough of a time difference to affect the first. Hence: Ryne is just a baby!

It's fully readable over here! I'm going through all of shb and patch msq through the lenses of this time divergence!

more about her under the cut!

10 months old

Babbling composed of “Aeuu!”, “Abababa!”, “Baaauauaeu!”, "Awaeu!" and other similar sounds.

Polite child, rarely complains unless there is true danger lurking about (sin eaters being one such exception)

Little Ryne can crawl around on all fours, the telltale tiptaptiptap of her hands on the floor is a good indicator of her whereabouts.

She tends to keep her hands close to her mouth, if not into it directly, to seek for comfort at all times after what she’s already been through.

Feo Ul calls her “little blessing”, which played a major part in Thancred’s name pick for the little one.

Says her first word after nabaath areng, knows a total of 2 words in the whole story: “dada” for thancred, “iaia”for gaia.

[hazelkjt]

Light Everlasting

Forgiven Burdens

[starryscale-art]

misericordia

[bloodiedbeloveds]

we need to write the scene in sin eater au where john tells alex that he needs to be less affectionate because “i’m homosexual and this is encouraging me to have sinful thoughts about you. i hope we can still be friends”

and alex just. stares at him. finally blurts out “did you think i was touching your hair and calling you handsome in a friend way”

[valkariel]

Forgiven Transgressions

Feet mostly hidden, so optional. Suggested elk shoes for summoners.

PF for chaotic is truly the definition of chaotic, but I guess that's not a surprise. Best runs I've had are going in with a pre-formed roster, even if it's not everyone was from the same statics, since everyone agreed to stay for the full lockout.

Head: Night of Devilry Horns - pearl white / pearl white Body: Clouddark Top of Casting - pure white / pearl white Hands: Mun'gaek Cuffs - pearl white / pearl white Legs: Mountain Linen Longkilt of Casting - pearl white / pearl white Feet: Wolfseye Thighboots - pearl white

Alt Hands: Crocodileskin Armguards of Casting | Demonic Gloves Alt Feet: Elkhorn Thighboots (SMN)

Earring: Palm Ear Cuffs of Casting Neck: The Emperor's New Necklace Wrists: The Emperor's New Bracelet Right Ring: Omega/Omicron Ring of Casting Left Ring: Omega/Omicron Ring of Casting

Main Hand: Asphodelos Staff - default Off Hand: --

Fashion Accessory: Angel Wings Minion: -- Mount: -- Location: Mt. Gulg - The Winding Flare

Shader: Faeberry Bloom

[myreia]

FEBHYURARY XX: PRIMAL

The final day could not dawn, for there is no dawn in everlasting light. Nevertheless when the hour came, Ryne sought him out. She demanded he not go, tears brimming in her eyes. She clung to him desperately, stumbling over her words as she pressed a cartridge into his hand. Specially charged. Crafted to destroy the one they love, designed to prey on her single weakness. A single shot to the heart and it will all be over. He embraced her as he said his farewells, murmuring words of strength and courage he does not have. She will need it in the coming days. Ryne will be the last after him. The last to remain. The last to survive. He knows he will not return, and yet he must go. Some day soon—for Norvrandt’s are numbered—she will understand. And so he climbs the mountain where the primal lightwarden has made her nest. He cuts through her horde of light-corrupted minions, some distant part of his mind numbly acknowledging the twisted faces of friends he once knew. That is what she does; she does not bring death, but transposition. He does not flinch when their claws sink into him; nor does he pause when he strikes them all down. He is battered and bruised when he reaches the apex. Caked with blood and dirt, his gunblade dulled, his cartridges spent save for one. The air here is stale and still, the scent thick with the stench of primal magicks. She is nowhere to be seen. For a brief moment he wonders if he was mistaken, if she has abandoned her home. His heart beats. One, two. One, two. Blood pulsing in his veins, fear and hope and love thumping in his ears. The last shred of his humanity, and he is oh so alive— The creature with Aureia’s face bursts from below, a storm of ice and fire suspended in each hand. Her eyes glow vermilion in twisted mimicry of her natural deep red. Wings of darkness and light in perfect unison, an equilibrium she never achieved when she lived. Hair purged to white as it had been when she was first infected, the red streaks the only remnants of what it once was. Fingers turned to talons soaked in blood. So familiar, yet so alien—she has become a warped fracture of herself, everything he loved about her burnt out of her by blazing light.   He raises his blade and steels his mind. He has come here to slay her. All it takes is one shot. A shot he does not make. Time slows when the end comes, the passage of his mortal life stretched out in perpetuity. Her claws are a vice grip on his chin, the power of her magic scalding his eyes. She holds him in her unblinking ruby gaze as if transfixed, some memory within her ascended mind recalling what he was to her. He wishes for her to end it. If he but moves just a little… her claws would cut his throat… and he would deprive her of her greatest desire. But as he knows, she does not kill, she transforms. Even in this form her love for him burns fiercely. More fiercely than he can comprehend. It washes over him, powerful, overwhelming, the command to submit tugging at his mind, silencing the purpose he came to this mountain to fulfill— It is all gone in a burst of blue and red. Defeat has never tasted so sickeningly sweet.

[kyrie-kahkol]

| Forgiven Failure. | What a disappointment you turned out to be.

[swemtpotamtam]

Sin eater Dawnheart [Monochrome Recollection]

Shadowbringers has been keeping me in an iron grip so I decided to doodle Niners as a sin eater

------ fun little facts: ------

The gold designs (aside from those that look like scales he usually has) are supposed to resemble liquid gold that was poured on him, signifying that he didn't become a sin eater by choice at all and these additions restrict him

The chains are a nod to him being sorta dragged into a lot of situations in the plot, having little to no say in the matter (not that he doesn't want to help people, on the contrary, he is extremely eager to save and protect, but sometimes he is forced to do so)

The loincloth-like piece of clothing is supposed to have this texture of feathers covered in wax

And last, but not least, his Au Ra horns turned into smaller wings, resting in the same position as his horns would be in

[tsukiffxiv]

Forgiven Dissonance - Eorzea Collection