From the shadowed depths of the enchanted forest, where the veil between worlds thins, emerges a creature reborn. Once a guardian of forgotten realms, it was felled by betrayal, its essence scattered. Now, fueled by an unyielding envy for the life it lost, it walks again. Bristles of obsidian metal adorn its form, catching the ethereal glow of the aurora borealis that dances in the atmospheric haze. Its eyes, burning with a cold, 3000K light, fixate on those who possess what it covets. Wielding a flamberge forged in the heart of a dying star, it moves with a confident, androgynous strut, a swirling energy vortex trailing in its wake. This is no mere beast, but a resurrected harbinger of arcane power, a testament to the enduring nature of ambition and the chilling beauty of vengeance.