Season of Oil
phyrexia has reached bloomburrow.... wambeen weeped quietly, a rag on their face to prevent to contagion. it had been blessed by a batfolk cleric, before she was captured and tortured into becoming one of them.
Phyrexian Vindicator
So long was phyrexia mired in black mana, that it invented weapons designed to deal with white mana creatures. no more. this design would kill that line.
MTG: Aqalax
The wi are ruled by an emperor,, this role currently filled by maka wakan, a veteran from the wars against new phyrexia.
Priest of Urabrask
(AN: This was supposed to have pictures in it but I don't know how to post them) She stood perched, aloof yet invested, above the burning Furnace pits. In the distance, a viron was similarly perched, gathering up massive currents of mana that flowed...
A Tale of Two Steels (Lorwyn/Phyrexia)
Thus did the invaders come, tearing through the wind with marrow lights. The Aurora passed like a tide, but cut it was, and oblivious it was to them as well. Flame burst like a flaring sun, leaving ashes like burnt corpses. This happened outside...