Braxus, the Slithering Hunter, is an abyssal demon deity known for his love of the hunt and his insatiable hunger. He is known to stalk his prey relentlessly, using his mastery of madness to drive his victims to the brink of insanity before ultimately devouring them. Braxus is often depicted as a serpent-like creature with razor-sharp fangs and glowing eyes that can see through any illusion or deception. Braxus's domain of Hunting is a reflection of his relentless pursuit of prey, and he is said to take great pleasure in the thrill of the chase. He is also known for his mastery of Madness, using his powers to induce paranoia and delusions in those he hunts. His domain of Hunger represents his insatiable appetite, both for physical sustenance and for the thrill of the hunt.
Braxus is a rival of the demon Anennepher, who also seeks to rule over the Third sphere of the abyss. Their rivalry is said to be intense, with each demon seeking to outdo the other in displays of power and cunning. Braxus's followers are often hunters and trackers, who worship him as the ultimate predator and seek to emulate his skills and ferocity. They are also known for their penchant for indulging in the thrill of the hunt, often to the point of obsession.
In mortal myths and legends, Braxus is often associated with large reptiles, which are seen as symbols of his cunning and stealth. Many cultures also tell stories of Braxus's battles with other deities or powerful mortals, often portraying him as a fearsome adversary who is almost impossible to defeat. He relishes the challenge of tracking down his prey and revels in the terror and chaos he unleashes upon the mortals that reach his realm.
Braxus often sets his sights on powerful mortals or divine beings, seeking to prove his superiority over them. He is said to have a particular fondness for hunting dragons and other large, fierce beasts. It is said that the bones of these creatures litter the halls of his realm in the abyss. He often taunts and toys with his prey, drawing out their torment for as long as possible. His hunts are said to be both brutal and beautiful, a deadly dance between predator and prey that leaves a trail of destruction in its wake. Many mortals fear the day when Braxus sets his sights on them, knowing that there is little hope of survival once he has begun the hunt.