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Leviathan

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Resignedly beneath the sky | she/her

Familiar

Seaweed Scavenger

Energy: 50/50

Personal Style

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Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

19.68 m

Wingspan

23.74 m

Weight

9074.9 kg

Genetics

Navy
Iridescent

Phthalo
Shimmer

Peacock
Runes

Hatchday

Feb 28, 2017
(7 years)

Breed

Adult
Imperial

Eye Type

Light
Common

Level 1 Imperial

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

none

Biography

LEVIATHAN^♫

THE BEAST BELOW

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I N F O
Gender: Female
Mate: None
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R E L A T I O N S

_DISCIPLE

_{GUARDIAN OF THE RIFT}

_PROTECTOR

_PROTECTOR
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"Resignedly beneath the sky
The melancholy waters lie.
No rays from the holy heaven come down
On the long night-time of that town;
But light from out the lurid sea
Streams up the turrets silently-
Gleams up the pinnacles far and free-
Up domes- up spires- up kingly halls-
Up fanes- up Babylon-like walls-
Up shadowy long-forgotten bowers
Of sculptured ivy and stone flowers-
Up many and many a marvellous shrine
Whose wreathed friezes intertwine
The viol, the violet, and the vine.
Resignedly beneath the sky
The melancholy waters lie.
So blend the turrets and shadows there
That all seem pendulous in air,
While from a proud tower in the town
Death looks gigantically down. "

- Edgar Allen Poe
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Leviathan began life as an orb of light. She was never born, but crafted from pure magic that unfolded into the shape of a dragon. The Imperial and her siblings glowed brightly at first, their forms illuminating the dark overgrown temple where they were created. Despite how they grew and learned like any other hatchlings, however, the Imperials were never truly alive. Just like their parents, Leviathan and her siblings were stuck half way between life and death. Sustained by magic, they didn’t breathe or sleep, nor did they require food or water. They were different, and that meant they would never truly fit in. Even the hatchlings’ mother shifted nervously over their nest, looking down at her children with caution. They could never replace the brothers and sisters who came before them and Heurodys was hesitant, afraid of letting herself love the hatchlings she feared she would loose. So she didn’t.

Without their parents’ love, the Imperial hatchlings began to dull, scales darkening until only their eyes still shimmered with the glow of light magic. One night, Leviathan heard the faint echo of music and laughter reverberating through the air. The Imperial followed the sound, weaving through rows of dark trees until she came to a clearing where the glow of firelight illuminated the forest. Leviathan hid among the redwoods and watched as a myriad of etherial beings sang and danced in the clearing. They took the shape of dragons, but many of them flickered with a translucency similar to that of Leviathan’s own form. Mesmerized by the song and elegant dance, Leviathan found herself wandering out into the clearing. “Dance with us,” the etherial dragons whispered.

Then Leviathan snapped her eyes open. She was back in the nest, siblings huddled around her as their mother’s dark form shifted in the distance. “Be careful around the fairies,” Heurodys murmured and the young Imperial cast her eyes down, contemplating her mother’s words. They weren't enough to stop her. Despite Heurodys' warning, Leviathan slipped back into the woods the next night. To her dismay, the forest was silent and she wandered for hours without stumbling across a clearing in the trees. A blanket of fog obscured the stars and as Leviathan stared at the blank grey sky, she finally felt the loneliness overwhelm her. She wanted to huddle beneath the dried redwood needles that blanketed the forest floor; to fall asleep and forget about how her parents didn’t care what happened to her. To forget about everything that made her feel lost and hopeless. Instead, Leviathan began to dance. She closed her eyes as she wove elegantly between the trees. Then the young Imperial heard clapping. She was in a clearing when she opened her eyes again, another Imperial standing before her. “Well done,” he said with a smile. “What. . how did I get here? Who are you?” Leviathan questioned. “You’re lost,” the Imperial said simply, “but if you would like, I will teach you how to dance”. He smiled warmly at the young Imperial, “You can call me Oberon”.

After that, Leviathan snuck away each night to join the fairies. She returned home later and later, until finally, she stopped coming back to the nest at all. The fairies taught Leviathan their dance and offered her a home at a place called the Cathedral of Eyes. That was all before she learned the truth. The young Imperial was searching for Oberon one day when she came across a room in the Cathedral vacant save for a stone table. The ceiling in the room opened to the sky and a faint metallic scent hung in the air. There was a dragon. . no, a hatchling, asleep on the table. “Here,” Oberon’s voice came from behind Leviathan and she jolted for a moment before calming. He was offering her a claw-sized blade shaped like the tip of a calligraphy quill. “What is this for?” Leviathan asked nervously. “For the sacrifice, obviously,” came the response. The young Imperial froze, staring down at the blade before looking to the sleeping hatchling and back up to Oberon. “W-what do you mean. . sacrifice?”

The realization hit Leviathan and she looked blankly at the fairy king. “All you have to do is take the blade and sli-“ Oberon began. “No.” The young Imperial’s whisper was barely audible, but the king heard it nonetheless. It was so sudden that Leviathan barely had time to process Oberon’s movement before he had his claws tightening around her throat and slammed the other dragon against the nearest wall. “You will do as I ask,” Oberon growled, but despite how hard he grasped Leviathan’s neck, the younger dragon never gasped or wheezed for breath. She grabbed the claw-blade from the fairy and slashed the king across his eye, silver blood leaking from the wound. Oberon roared, releasing Leviathan only to slash at her scales with sharpened claws. While her flesh split open, only light streamed from Leviathan's wounds before the dark scales re-knit themselves over the lacerations.

“No wonder you’re immune to my commands,” Oberon laughed darkly, “you’re not even a dragon. You’re not even alive! But that doesn’t mean you can’t suffer.” Leviathan tried to run, but the fairy king snapped his fingers and heavy chains materialized and wrapped around the dragon’s arms and legs. “Our clans, they have an alliance!” she shouted, “you can’t do this! They’ll know, they’ll find out!” Oberon smiled at the other dragon. “Right, because your family cares so much about you”.

The fairies cast Leviathan into the sea where she sank deep below the waves. She settled at the bottom of an oceanic trench where the remains of an ancient city lay in ruins. There was no light save for that cast from Leviathan’s glowing eyes and in the darkness, Leviathan thought only of revenge. Her mind was consumed by anger and the darkest tendrils of the magic she inherited from her parents surfaced, reaching out to the sea and pulling other creatures onto her form. Encrusted in oceanic life and the remains of dragons drowned at sea, the Emperor sits gazing out over the ruined city. Sometimes, her roars reach the surface as pulses of light that break with the ocean’s waves. One day, she will be free. One day, she will get her revenge and bring death to all those who have wronged her.

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