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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
3.41 m
Wingspan
2.88 m
Weight
65 kg
Genetics
Gloom
Leopard
Leopard
Blood
Alloy
Alloy
Blood
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Spiral
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
5
AGI
9
DEF
5
QCK
8
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
6
Biography
150g 11/14/2019
400
35kt 3/11/2020
400
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He woke up tasting blood. But it wasn't like any other. There were scents and sounds scattered all around him, almost making it hard to breathe in at first, it being so overwhelming. The hatchling almost didn't want to break out of his shell, but it was either drown in his mother's fluids, or be engulfed with the sensations... He snapped out of his shell, breaking out, weakly struggling. Who would have thought him the eldest? He was so weak, so small for his breed. He won't be accepted in any other clan this way, he was already sure of it. However, he felt his siblings' heart race, those imprisoned still in their shells. He felt the mist, felt it shimmer around him like a blanket threatening to take him away. It wasn't until his own mother scooped him up into her arms and began cleaning him without another word. She smelled wrong. Like the blood in her was decaying, cloying, rotten even... He wanted to gag, to get away from her as much as possible. It was the same for the smaller dragon who neared them, worry etching his features. It was then there, where his other half-sibling flew into view. The bigger imperial held a mass of limp fur hanging from his jaws, a dark liquid trickling down from bite marks from where its life had been extinguished. He knew nothing else, not the way he had cried out and scrambled from his mother's arms just to sink in newly found fangs into the dead creature's stiffening flesh. Euphoria, he thought drunkenly as his teeth ravaged through dead flesh. He saw the hunt, he saw his brother descend from the sky like a dreaded menace, felt the creature's fears, adrenaline coursing through its veins, its final animal memories before being snuffed out by death. He was not the same as his siblings, that was for sure. After all, a vampire born of a Witch on a Wolf Moon has always had his fate changed forever. |
Deep within the catacombs beneath the Cathedral of Eyes, a room rests at the end of the librarians' hall. It is marked by a heavy iron door engraved with numerous sigils, a heavy metal lock sealing it closed at all times. Some wonder what is caged behind the door, for occasionally a piece of parchment scrawled with cursive in dark ink is pushed out into the hallway from a small crack beneath it. Those who have seen behind the door know that it hides a monster. His eyes gleam and his form is nearly smoke-like in the darkness as he steps towards the door. He is hungry. Ravenous as he awaits the Librarians' return. They bring him corpses - most of the organs and blood already removed to leave only meager scraps of decaying muscle. The black chains that hold him snap to their full length as he lunges towards his meal. The timid Imperial who brings it leaves quickly, setting a stack of parchment neatly to the side before the door slides closed once more. This was the deal. He would strip the last of the tissue from the corpses and write of how each of them died when the visions came to his mind. Then, he would leave the bones and completed writing for the Librarians to collect. The scraps are barely enough to keep him alive. Still, he thinks himself lucky. Perhaps his after-death consumption of flesh instead of living blood is what saved him. . . but his sister still deemed him too dangerous to remain at large in the world. Vampires, she argued, had no place in it. |
Bio template by LaSilva007. Assets by Poisonedpaper and Kayosa (Orbs).
35kt 3/11/2020
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