When we last spoke, Vritra attempted to seize control of his fate by turning to his shadow, seeking companionship and protection in the darkness itself.
Blinded by the illusion of "taming" his 72 demons, he prepared to confront his ultimate enemy: himself.
​This self-mastery was his final, futile gamble. Vritra's efforts to unify his darkness failed because the darkness he courted was not a subject to be tamed, but a predator to be unleashed. Although he tried to fight, to reason, to command his fate, the truth was inevitable: the ego prevailed, the darkness swallowed him whole. Husk is the record of that final, devastating defeat—the frazzled, hollow sound of an identity stripped bare, confirming that Vritra is now nothing more than the empty shell of the man he was, a monument to the fear that consumed him.