Anone

Divyat like most people born into his era was ordinary, he was destined for nothing more than mediocrity. yet he wished for so much more than what his life could offer him. 

With an unattributed spirit root, there was only so much he could achieve on the road of cultivation, yet it was a road he was more than willing to walk on, crawling every inch of the way to get the power he craved, even if his end seemed predetermined and limited.

Then one day tragedy struck, the sect and the family that he loves and loved him back in return was attacked and awash in flames before the dawning of a new day. In his bid for survival Divyat ended up accidentally Killing a nature spirit, one responsible for the balance of winter and wind, absorbing it's power and becoming a new avatar of nature, a mortal deity in and out of itself with power over elements.

But a boon as good as this, is not worth anything without your loved ones to share it with, so instead Divyat will use it to get his revenge and should anyone get in his way, he will freeze them to cinders, because when a man's heart has gotten cold enough; even the world itself will burn from it. 

Cover is not mine and was taken off the internet.

Legend Of Legends: The Bandit King

Divyat let out a startled Gasp of pain as Boto drove what seemed to be black spike into his chest, he let loose a roar of pain that shook the entire forest. His team moved to help, but Boto slapped a paper talisman on the ground, creating a barrier of sigils that they couldn't get past.

"Oh don't worry children! Soon I will be dealing with the rest of you." Boto said to them as he ripped open Divyat's shirt and began to draw allover his skin with black dagger, wrapped around the hilt with a red cloth.

Divyat grunted in pain as Boto started making cuts over his skin, shocking him and pretty much everyone else here as the cuts did not even heal right back. It was even worse as Divyat felt as if his entire limbs were made of cement. Whatever that black spike was, it had completely paralyzed him, even speaking was a chore and all he could do was let loose grunts of pain.

084: Rituals