Abyssal: Ivory Whirlwind Restoration *Expanded* (Exalted Fan Song)

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Abyssal: Ivory Whirlwind Restoration
https://suno.com/song/ba263541-fcbf-4fd0-8495-541e78a4512b?sh=Y9Xz76MluBc2K3JU

Artist/Creator: Prodigal Sun

• AI-generated music by Suno
• AI-generated images by DALL-E
• Character: Crown-Usurping Guillotine (Inspired by Exalted 3rd Edition, White Wolf Publishing/Onyx Path Publishing)


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The music in this video was generated using AI tools from Suno, and the images were created using AI tools from DALL-E. The character Crown-Usurping Guillotine, inspired by Exalted 3rd Edition, created by White Wolf Publishing and Onyx Path Publishing. This video is not affiliated with or endorsed by these entities.
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• Link to White Wolf Publishing/Onyx Path: https://theonyxpath.com


Disclaimer:
The song titled “Ivory Whirlwind Restoration” is based on the charm of the same name from the Exalted Second Edition role-playing game, published by Onyx Path Publishing. All rights to the Exalted game system and its associated material are owned by White Wolf Publishing/Onyx Path Publishing.

No copyright infringement is intended. This video is a fan-made creative work inspired by the Exalted universe.

Character:
Crown-Usurping Guillotine
Caste: Dusk
Apocalyptic: Melee
Notable favored: Medicine, Resistance
Concept: Aristocratic Executioner
Statted using a combination of Exalted 2e, Exalted Essence, and 3e Abyssal Previews
Build:
Medicine charms building into Ivory Whirlwind Restoration to suggest she was younger when she first became an Abyssal. Highly aggressive combat style with the resistance charm Ghost Armor Prana to minimize mobility penalty from wearing heavy armor. She uses medicine instead of occult to raise undead so in that particular field is more advanced than her Circle’s Daybreak, Maiden but tends to prefer quality over quantity.


Lyrics:
(Verse 1)
Torn from the flesh of the undeserving,
I rise, their bodies fuel my yearning.
Crushed bones, torn veins, a sacrifice,
For a knight of the true paradise.
Husks dissolve, their forms unmade,
Pulverized, reshaped, with perfect grace.
Their fleeting lives — I erased!
In a crimson and ivory cascade!

(Chorus)
A diamond wrought in death’s embrace,
Their filth remade with violent haste.
I take their worthless lives, their flesh I claim,
Refined in me, I end their shame.
I rise above, supreme and pure,
By their destruction, my ascension secured!

(Verse 2)
Pulped and pressed, they can contribute to my reign,
Their useless lives lost for my noble gain.
The worthless given one last chance,
To dance a final, futile dance.
In my hands, they can be more than waste,
I remold their flesh to the Neverborn’s tastes.
In death all faults obliterated, all sins absolved,
In this storm, I metamorphosize, I evolve!

(Bridge)
Cadaverous winds born of my skill,
A storm of blood and marrow,, a duty fulfilled.
I unmake the obscene, I break, I rend,
And from their ruin, I transcend.
Their disgrace undone by my artistry!
A masterpiece of butchery!

(Chorus)
A diamond wrought in death’s embrace,
Their filth remade with violent haste.
I take their worthless lives, their flesh I claim,
Refined in me, I end their shame.
I rise above, supreme and pure,
By their destruction, my ascension secured!

(Verse 3)
Through shattered flesh, my power grows,
In every graft, my glory shows.
The roiling red mist swallows the living’s disgrace,
I sculpt myself—a vision of perfection to take usurp their place.
Each severed thread, perfectly reweaved,
Their wretched selves no soul should grieve.
I end what is weak, discard what is frail!
And rise through screams—their final wails!

(Outro)
In crimson mist, ivory winds blow,
I am a diamond wrought from blood and bone.
Each fallen soul, a step to more,
I stand pristine, reborn in gore.