Mythica

He was born in the Scarred Wastelands, disease filling his very soul. It molded him, shaped him to a twisty dragon with an equally twisted mind. It stained his scales red and made his bones stick out and show from under the scaly surface that trapped them. He looked like death. When he met Beleth, an odd friendship sprouted and an unstoppable team was made. The One Who Rots and Death’s Spiral were the two most vile creatures the Plaguebringer enlightened. To Beleth, she gave strength and ferocity, cunning and wit. To Mythica, she gave him magic so dark that it could raise the dead. She told them that she needed them to corrupt. She needed them to make soldiers who were unstoppable. All of this, to start a war on all of Sornieth. With their task given, Beleth and Mythica set out to build Plague’s ultimate army.

He was Beleth’s right hand dragon and he spent his days experimenting with warriors who died in battle. He could make the corpses rise again, but the soul of the dragon was gone. The only remains were battle ready zombies who followed directions until Second Death. Mythica found a way to give the Risened emotion. So he bound them with anger and rage. He made them killers so powerful, that only Second Death would stop them from completing their tasks. They were battle ready and they turned the tables in their favor. If the Plaguebringer wanted a war, she would get one and be the victor. Nothing could beat the Risened. They were stronger, faster, and they were perfect. So as the army grows in numbers of the living, Mythica doubles it with the dead. He and Beleth believe the Risened were the perfect soldiers, with only the will of their masters and the ferocity of a killer.

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