In the esoteric realm of Rhylkos, covered by dunes of red sand, besieged by the scouring winds of iron dust, with the reeking stench of old blood hanging blowing through every corner of this forsaken plane, a God dwells. A deity of unsatiated apetite, of raving, lunatic disposition and of immense, eldritch might. A patron of monstrous star vampires, an overlords of countless horrors, a sponsor from beyond the veil to many of mortals madmen and degenerates. It’s Uvhash, the Blood-Mad God, a vampiric being from beyond time and rational cosmos, shapeless, formless, everchanging, with malevolent eyes emerging and vanishing into the phantasmal red mist of plasma and formless flesh, a matter of pure delirium. Here it rests, here it ploys, here in the solemn solitude its insanity sparkles with delight to form into a new action of unspeakable horror, a new kindling added to his unending list of depravities. And amongst his dreams one emerge constant - how to destroy, how to undo, how to unrave