Ulfr

(#56286314)
I'm a star thats just a black hole now
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Slight Eyewing
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Shadow.
Male Guardian
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style

Apparel

Brown Daredevil Cover
Teardrop Citrine Ring
Teardrop Citrine Wing Loop
Earth Tome
Haunting Amber Taildecor
Veteran's Leg Scars
Glamorous Scarlet Locket
Haunting Amber Clawrings
Haunting Amber Forejewels

Skin

Accent: Galore Glam

Scene

Scene: Enchanted Library

Measurements

Length
18.23 m
Wingspan
12.59 m
Weight
10939.52 kg

Genetics

Primary Gene
Taupe
Vipera
Taupe
Vipera
Secondary Gene
Coal
Butterfly
Coal
Butterfly
Tertiary Gene
Lemon
Basic
Lemon
Basic

Hatchday

Hatchday
Oct 25, 2019
(4 years)

Breed

Breed
Adult
Guardian

Eye Type

Special Eye Type
Shadow
Primal
Level 25 Guardian
Max Level
Scratch
Shred
Mist Slash
STR
102
AGI
31
DEF
10
QCK
50
INT
7
VIT
25
MND
10

Lineage

Parents

  • none

Offspring

  • none

Biography

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Ulfr Acedia.
↠ Librarian
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”You are -- “
”A disgrace.”
“ -- for staying with me --”
”You make us sick.”
“ -- you truly.”


Night Terrors are for the living. Remembering is for the living. He was not one of them. And yet, he was hounded by both. He could not sleep, could not rest, not stay idle. The hounds of hell seemed to adore him, to love sinking their fangs into his flesh and drag forth old blurs of colors and sounds. Breathing in, he tasted dust. Breathing out, flakes of glitter danced in the rays of the moon.

”You can not stay here anymore, it would be the end -- “
” You kill everyone you care about.”
“Go and --”
”Never come back.”


Old paper, dust and cold ash, the scent clings to his skin, his hair, it seeps from his lungs and his covered eyes. He can not, under any circumstances remove the blindfold. Light burns, it burns so strongly, he would lose his remaining eye. And people would see. More than just dark tears, would see the mark etched on the side of his face, over his eye, his cheek, painting the burning amber of his eye red.

People were insistent. They wanted to be close. To be his friend. But one like him has no room for friends. He did not deserve them. The kindness was addicting and frightening, how the smallest spark could leave him melting, craving for more. The green eyed boy came over and over again. He visited the library so often, so consistently, that Ulfr could feel his absence like a gaping void. Fallen ill, weakened and drained. Because of him.

”You should have known better.”
“-- our savior and protector -- ”
”Being here, standing up for them will be your doom.”
“ -- keep coming! The gates will not hold!”
”Run, little boy. Run as fast as you can, leave them, abandon this place again. Run.”


Why was his chest hurting, his throat tight, his tongue heavy? Why couldn’t he breathe anymore? All around him, bookshelves and spines of tomes blurred together, morphed and twisted, he gasped for air, breathed in and --

-- breathed out, shallow as it was, accompanied by the wet gurgle of blood filling his lungs. Slowly. He tasted it at the back of his throat, felt the fluid weight resting on his broken ribs. Looking up, all he saw was a burning sky, red and orange, tinged in flame and clouds of ash, of ruin and impending doom.

”I warned you, boy.”, in the grim dusk of war and death, the flash of a golden mask was misplaced, out of place, did not belong here. But nothing about the serpentine creature belonged here. Underneath his claws, grass withered, soil rotted and stone melted, the edge of a blood soaked blade nudges his throat. His face, it was burning, he could not see, could not move, it hurt. Fire eating him alive, inside out. He wanted to cry, the feeling of wrongness hurt more severely than the fires of hell ever could. ”I can be merciful. You were loyal to your cause, misplaced, but loyal.”

The blade dug deeper, cracked against his bone, nicked and carved through it like warm butter, the golden masked serpent remained looming over him. Impassive, unmoving. Nothing --


Stuttering, choking on empty air, he cried alone. There is a demon in the library, the students muttered to themselves. Sometimes you can hear him wailing, they said. They are not wrong.


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