#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~

[shiizuuko]

Sin Eater AU

[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?

[starryscale-art]

the lightwarden with a merciful nature. standing at only four fulms, nine ilms, this tiny sin eater is infamous for only eating other sin eaters and leaving living beings unscathed, a reputation that has lead some of Norvrandt to view it as a sort of guardian angel.

jai's updated hypothetical lightwarden what if form, since in his canon it's jai who consumes the Lightwardens, instead of Meteor/the WoL. (who is Not happy about this fact)

[hazelkjt]

Light Everlasting

Forgiven Burdens

[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”

[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.

[lilpomfriend]

I love to talk about Lightwarden/Sin eater AUs 👉👈😳

This is Pohli's Sin Eater form;

Apatheia.

She actually spends most of her time asleep, tucked away in some remote ruins her flora has completely overrun. Anyone that approaches too close (including other sin eaters ect) is attacked by the flora, dragged in, and their life force absorbed. The marble ruins look almost like a thriving jungle with statues beasts and people scattered about, agony still present on their faces from their death.

God forbid though you manage to get past the flora and enter too deep into her sanctuary, because then you wake the real monster of the place, Apatheia.

She does not take kindly to being awoken.

Her violence is swift and ruthless. Instead of absorbing sustenance from her flora, she will rip you apart claw by claw and devour you. You won't even live on as a morbid statue in her dark garden, there will be nothing of you left.

She's actually a rather ineffectual Light Warden. Apatheia is terrifyingly powerful with the light of all the previous lightwarden's combined, but the way the light corruption has twisted her mind actually does nothing for the Ascians. Her utter lack of interest to anything that doesn't disturb her sleep (apart from her intial awakening/transformation which was a bloody affair) is not a form of mercy though, its borne from her "forgiven sin"; apathy. The light has taken her worst qualities/fears, twisted them, and enhanced them into an apathy so strong, she does not care for anything, simply laying (sleeping) in stasis.

I can see Ascians kidnapping people precious to their biggest enemies and dropping them in her lair to lure heroes trying to rescue them to their deaths.

Now tell me about yours OP! (or anyone else, tell me anything! I love hearing about sin eaters/light wardens ect)

*rises up from my bed like a zombie* I want to talk about Lightwarden AUs

[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

[arsonway]

✦ ・°・。・°・。・day 7: 「 starcaller 」

Valkariel has always been a character trying to find the right balance/compromise between conflicting ideals, but often ends up going too far in one direction and then overcompensating in the other.

In her pursuit for ever stronger magicks since she fled to Coerthas, Valkariel has very likely incrementally upset the balance of her aether. The events in Norvrandt significantly hastened those effects. We suspect that the light took particularly well to her because her fire affinity has always been an overwhelming force, and fire and light are intuitively correlated. In the purely hypothetical situation that she loses control, of either her magic or mind, Valkariel would make for the ultimate sin eater.

As the player behind the character, I am so very blessed to have encountered many kind helpful souls in Eorzea -- those who patiently explained rotations and mechanics when I started out -- those who care very little for my pursuit of glamour, but come along on an adventure anyway -- those who do care as much as I do about glamour, who come up to me and tell me their kind words and share their creations with me. These are all the sorts of things that would pull Valkariel back from the brink, so to speak. I am nowhere near as dramatic as the character Valkariel, but these moments are some of the brightest little sparks in my time in Eorzea. So I hope you're having a good time on this little adventure, because I sure am with your company :>

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(Count)down to Dawntrail Series: ⤷ Be wary of spoilers.

✦ Day 1: 2.0 ARR ✦ Day 2: 3.0 HW (spoiler) ✦ Day 3: 4.0 SB ✦ Day 4: 5.0 ShB (spoiler) ✦ Day 5: 6.0 EW (spoiler) ✦ Day 5 ½: 6.1 EW (spoiler) ✦ Day 5 ¾: 6.2 EW ✦ Day 6: 7.0 DT ✧ ⇢ Day 7: 5.1 ShB (spoiler)

[evienroseffxiv]

Wol gone Lightwarden glam

Forgiven Light - Eorzea Collection

Location: Holminster Switch Shader: Neneko Maki