Siddyx has spent centuries seeking the secret to immortality by experimenting on his own body. It's... not working so well for him. You don't look or feel so good when you get to be six hundred years old. Isolated in a remote mountain laboratory, he spends most of his time performing surgeries, concocting potions, and invoking magic spells just to keep himself from falling apart.

Siddyx doesn't resemble any one species in particular, though he's got a vaguely canine face and horns similar to a kudu's. His body is 'naga-style', with the lower half formerly belonging to a giant red landworm. Though the worm half is heavy, Siddyx is actually quite frail and thin (he's got a potbelly, but it ain't from overindulgence). While he can have any number of scars, stitches, scabs, tumors, and other fun things from one day to the next, he has two permanent lines of sutures: one running from his forehead to the nape of his neck, and one down the middle of his belly. He messes around in these areas a lot, so they never get a chance to fully heal.

When drawing Siddyx: feel free to go nuts with body horror, surgical gore, whatever weird and/or creepy theme you want.

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