Ouroboros

(#36903774)
Level 1 Imperial
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Gaboon Viperpillar
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Light.
Male Imperial
This dragon is hibernating.
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Skin

Accent: Anfractuous

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Measurements

Length
23.8 m
Wingspan
22.09 m
Weight
8755.92 kg

Genetics

Primary Gene
Sand
Vipera
Sand
Vipera
Secondary Gene
Blood
Safari
Blood
Safari
Tertiary Gene
Blood
Okapi
Blood
Okapi

Hatchday

Hatchday
Oct 26, 2017
(6 years)

Breed

Breed
Adult
Imperial

Eye Type

Eye Type
Light
Common
Level 1 Imperial
EXP: 0 / 245
Scratch
Shred
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

  • none

Biography

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OUROBOROS
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R E L A T I O N S

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Lore Notes:
- Elder brother to Sasha
- Failed first attempt by the demon to create an angel, instead left him cursed.
- Beacon for misfortune and lost souls, can hear the voices of demons and angels





The Imperial’s eyes flickered open, a glinting yellow in the dark. His body throbbed with phantom pain and he buried his face into the dark furs of his bed. Moonlight gleamed against his torn scales, scars splitting across his body like a split tomato. A few had reopened when he had violently thrashed about, trapped in his own nightmare. His muscles rippled as he moved to peer over his bed, four pairs of eyes trained on him. The onyx pair belonged to his small red-tailed boa, the glowing yellow to his astonishingly large king cobra. They both glimmered with intelligence and his cobra let out a worried hiss.

Ouroboros reached out with one paw, caressing the snake’s cheek. “I’m fine, both of you, I’m fine…” He reassured, but his voice sounded hollow and dull. His cobra, Seliusthus, slithered upon his bed. He was the size of a green anaconda, measuring to about twenty feet. The snake draped itself over Ouroboros and the Imperial found himself relaxing. The cool of his familiar’s scales helped to soothe the angry dull throb in his body. Soon, his boa slithered up, curling within the comfort of his arms. Sighing softly, the Imperial sunk back into the comfort of his bed, quickly drifting off into sleep.


Ouroboros’s tail thrashed as he let out an angry hiss. Did his clan perceive him as some naive fool? It was like everyone’s opinions mattered, but no one valued his own! The Imperial continued down the path. It was growing dark and the cover of the trees made it hard to see, but in his blind rage, he couldn’t perceive the possible dangers. He was still young, foolish. Maybe if he wasn’t as blind with pride, he would have cooled and returned home, untouched. But life had a way punishing those with excessive visions of grandeur and self-importance. Ouroboro prided himself of his image, for his scales were pristine and perfect. But tonight would be the ending and beginning for him.

Stumbling, he took a careless step forwards, let out a yelp as he felt his wrist twist. Something snagged onto his back leg, sending him rolling forwards. He screeched, writhed mid-air, before he crashed back down to earth. Bones were smashed to splinters in his tail as he plummeted down the hill. The forest around him tore at his scales, crushed and stabbed his body. He screamed the whole way, throat hoarse and body burning with pain. Soon, his body skidded to a stop. His face faced the darkening, dull sky. He couldn’t move. His chest rattled as he panted, trying to speak. Words came out like broken gurgles. Something warm, sticky, pooled around him. There was a metallic stench in the air. He was scared, his heart hammering in his chest. He heard something to his right and he turned his head, praying it was someone who would help him.

It was a Disoriented Spirit. It’s hollow blue sockets glared into Ouroboros’s soul and the spirit let out an unsatisfied hiss. It crept forwards, a predator graced with an easy meal. It was large, frightening. Ouroboro lost hope then, life fading from his beautiful eyes. He thought he heard another hiss, believed it to be the spirit, but watched with terror as a snake launched itself from the underbrush. It collided into the spirit in a clatter of bones, body twitching with powerful muscular mass. It proceeded to crush every bone of the spirit that tried in vain to fight back. Almost as soon as it began, the battle ended. The spirit’s crushed bone dusted the dark green scales of the snake.

The apex predator turned its hungering gaze on him, but their was unspoken intelligence in its eyes. They glowed a brilliant yellow, similar to his own. Softly, it slithered forwards. Ouroboro’s cheek flinched when its tongue lightly flickered across his snout. Carefully, it began to wrap itself around his beaten and broken body. Its touch was gentle, caressing almost, but it wasn’t enough to convince Ouroboro to trust the predator. He thought it was going to crush him like it did with the spirit. He let out a soft, strangled cry when it began dragging him across the forest floor. Half of its body was wrapped around his torso and legs and the snake moved like an inchworm.

Time slowed as they crept along. Ouroboro, loosing a considerable amount of blood, drifted in and out of conscience. He was in a dream-like delirium, his thoughts scattered, frantic, but sluggish and slow all the same. He didn’t know when they stopped moving, when he was pulled below the surface into a damp cave. Something attened to his wounds or he thought so at least. Was there more than one snake, or was he imagining things? Were the beasts pillowing moss and cotton around him, making a nest for him to lay on?

Soon, these thoughts vanished when he drifted off into sleep, exhaustion swamping him.

Lore by Sillywinter
Layout by Kintsy
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