Nyx
(#62210392)
Wrath Incarnate
Knight
Somber Spirit
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Fire.
Female Imperial
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Personal Style
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Skin
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Measurements
Length
19.35 m
Wingspan
18.09 m
Weight
7775.43 kg
Genetics
Blood
Metallic
Metallic
Blood
Alloy
Alloy
Wisteria
Stained
Stained
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Imperial
Max Level
STR
20
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
14
INT
5
VIT
5
MND
5
Lineage
Parents
Offspring
Biography
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The Wrath Incarnate is the current leader of War Crest with the idea that it might makes right whereby the entire crest has the right to fight her for the leadership position. None have won, but unlike the results of those outside the crests losing to her, they live to fight another day, showing loyalty to preserving her teacher’s legacy. She did not gain the title due to her personal vendetta, that was a story from a long time ago buried under the multitude of other tales she has finished. She takes care of any lasting regrets the dragons she consumed may have had given the condition that they do not harm the Crests. They range from ensuring the survival of the next of kin to revenge, the latter becoming more famous as the former is always done in secrecy. As a result, many of her challengers included those in hopeless situations. Some even said that eating them was in fact protection and a better outcome for them than hopeless death, they are in the minority as most dragons fear that one day they might find themselves on the Wrath Incarnate’s list.
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During her time of blind rage due to the physical pain, her transformation and the mental pain her parents betrayal had put her through, she ripped through many clans. She caused much chaos in her attempt to track down not just her parents but also the amalgamate responsible for her ‘peculiar’ condition. This earned her the ire of many, resulting in a chase that could be called truly harrowing as many of them did not survive due to her abilities. However, this chase did give the young Nyx her reasoning back and with it great guilt. In an attempt to finish the chase without harming another, she entered the Ghostlight ruins, a place few wished to traverse. There she traversed among the ghostly and haunted, feeling their reasons for continuing to be very confused, much like how she felt after her multiple meals. There she met one spirit kept together by one soul, which it achieved by appeasing the others. Feeling that Nyx needed to be taught the same thing while also helping it, the spirit followed her.
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“Princess, please don’t do this. The child is young; he hasn’t done this with any intention of offending your greatness.” a male tundra was crying in front of a young female imperial. The imperial seemed completely unaffected by this as she oversaw a soldier forcefully carrying a young tundra.
“Him spilling water over my father is an act that is completely unacceptable. He has infringed on not only my father’s honor but also my own honor. You should feel lucky, peasant, for your son has the opportunity to pay for the crime by joining the army and not with his life.” the imperial said with absolute disinterest in the pleading of the tundra. Seeing that the child had been taken, she headed for her home. She paid no heed to the weary eyes of all the dragons aimed at her nor the anger boiling deep within them. She moved through the different styles of housing with the only common thread being the lack of maintenance and came upon a house that stuck out like a sore thumb. For it was luxurious, clean and overall a complete contrast to the houses surrounding it.
From it came an imperial with strength multiple times that of the surrounding dragons. A Tyrant through and through. He was accompanied by another imperial that held similar arrogance in her eyes. Their eyes lit up when they saw the young imperial.
“I see you have taken care of the recruitment.” The father stated.
“Yes father, he didn’t even realize the potential of his son. He should feel honored that his son will take part in the project that will help you grow stronger.” she replied.
“Dear, I know that the eyes of the ancients are important to you but why do you keep giving these peasants a chance to obtain them?” the mother turned to the Tyrant.
“They are merely experiments with low chance and if one does come to hold the eye of the ancients, I can always take them for myself.” the Tyrant smiled. The trio continued towards their house with no regard for the lives their ambition would take. It was then that the ground shook and a source of powerful energy shot through the sky.
“MONSTER, COME FACE YOUR SINS.” a roar rang through the clan. It caused quite a few houses courtesy of their previous state. Though what emerged from these houses were not faces of anger but of hope. Feeling incensed by this happiness, the tyrant hurried to the source of this power. His mate and child also followed with haste to see the tyrant crush this insolent dragon. When they finally saw the dragon, the creature covered in slime barely seemed to resemble a dragon. It gave a smile to the tyrant.
“Who are you to come question me, call me a monster, monster?” He shouted back. Hearing the question, the thing looked at itself before smiling.
“we aRe The CULmInatIOn OF YOur sin. aFter YoUR expERIMenTS onE of uS SURVivEd and waS aLLOwEd tO TuRN INTO AN AMAlgAMATe. hE aTe All tHoSE KILlEd by YoUR eXPerIment, THuS We cAME To be aFTer our MINDS MERGEd” each sound seemed to come from a different voice. The thing that then opened it’s multiple eyes to show so many different types of eyes. Then it opened the eye on it’s forehead to show an eye blazing with primordial fire. The monster smiled mockingly at the tyrant. “ThIs iS YouR drEam RiGHt MONsTER, COME geT iT.”
The Tyrant was at a loss of words before giving a smile and attacking the monster without warning. His attacks were fierce and held no regard for honor while the amalgamate seemed to be suppressed. The pair of mother and daughter cheered for the Tyrant.
“yOu HavE SeEN Hope, Now FeEL dEspAiR. JusT LiKe uS.” The amalgamate announced before the fight changed completely. The amalgamate seemed to have no defined form as it fought opening holes in its body to avoid attack and attack on multiple fronts at once. Head. Left Leg. Right arm. Underbelly. Before long, the entirety of the tyrant's body was covered in wounds, much to the dismay of the trio. But the monster ensured it never struck a lethal blow, ensuring it held up its promise of despair. This went on until finally the tyrant could hold on no more fell from pain and exhaustion though not dead. The pair ran to the tyrant worried while still being wary of the amalgamate, who seemed uninterested. “i WILl sPArE YOu ToDay BUT you mUsT leaVe thIS clAN ALonE or ElsE. alSo yOu MuST WaTch AS Your DAuGhtER SUffeRs MuCh LIKE OuR paREnTS DID. ThE SinS Of THe ParenTS ArE paSSed dOWn To THe ChILd.”
With those words he gave one last wishful look to the dragons who were approaching the battlefield before flapping his wings so that a single spore unseen floated and fell on the young princesses arm. Having heard the warning but not understood it, the trio fled. In the first few weeks, when the Tyrant had not completely healed, the princess started to feel an itch in her claw. Soon after her father recovered, the itch turned to pain as she felt her arm being eaten away from the inside as she was slowly turned into an amalgamate.
“We will keep you safe.”
“We will find a solution.”
“We will stay by your side.” were the promises her parents made but ….
“Father, Mother, where are you?” The princess, now blind, asked. The world of darkness wasn’t so dark in her mind for her other senses had long since turned to that of an amalgamate. Yet her heightened senses failed to pick up any hint of her parents. Fearing the worst, the princess looked in her surroundings but failed to find any signs of blood or battle. Then she came across a note written so that she could feel it.
“We cannot keep you safe.”
“We cannot find a solution.”
“We cannot stay by your side.”
Suddenly, the world seemed to crack for the little princess. It would have been better had she found their bodies for she would have been allowed to feel sorrow. But the rage didn’t even allow for feelings of sorrow. She rushed in whichever direction.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”
She wreaked havoc on one clan before moving on to another.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”
She had her first meal as an amalgamate.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”
“Oh Queen who has consumed me heed my wishes”
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAA”
She had another meal and another and before she knew it, she was declared the enemy of the clans in the surrounding area being chased. A Buffet.
“AAAAAAAAAAA”
“Oh Queen who has consumed us heed our wishes”
“AAAAAAAA”
“Oh Queen, awaken and accept our mind”
“AAh” Finally the princess was conscious of her actions, along with which came the guilt of her actions. So to avoid more blood she fled to the place that holds the graves of those long forgotten. There she met a spirit formed of many souls. One soul ruled over the spirit in sharp contrast to the constant blade hanging over hers in the form of the other souls.
“You must answer their regrets and make them willingly surrender their consciousness.” So she did just that.
“I wish my child is taken care of”
“I wish to defeat my rival”
“I wish the death of ...”
“I wish m ...”
“I wish ...”
“I wish for the head of Hades”
She charged towards her new target with the same ferocity she did for the others. When she finally came face to face with him, she found it hard to believe that such a virtuous dragon would cause anyone to hold a grudge against him.
“He abandoned his clan in their time of need. He abandoned me, his nephew, in my time of need.” Hearing this justification, she at once attacked her opponents but found herself under the claw of a dark mirror. She attempted to distort her form but was constricted by a foreign energy.
“Is this what my nephew wished for?” the imperial, Hades, asked with a gentle smile swiftly turning into one of sadness as he got closer and closer to the princess. Meanwhile, the mirror started to release more and more malicious intent. But then the imperial put a claw on his shoulder and simply shook his head. Then he put a claw on the princesses head. “It is not this child’s fault, he took advantage of her. Here, use this soul searching technique to see the truth.”
She saw the truth in the soul’s wishes and in anger decided to consume him whole, having weaponized the technique in mere moments. His soul stood no chance, and thus came the end of a traitor.
“Child, I can see that you would be capable of holding the War Crest inheritance of my clan and bringing it to new heights, would you like to come under my tutelage.” Hades asked with an excited smile, after all the last dragon who improved that inheritance beside him was his brother.
Having seen the nephew’s memories she knew the depths of that inheritance so her answer was an unhesitating nod.
“Child, It is tradition for those who inherit this crest in my clan to be given a new name. I was given the name Hades, my brother Osiris after the gods of the dead that beings of the second era worshipped. Today, I give you the name Nyx, the souls you consume shall brighten the night but will never be able to become the night, you.” and thus Nyx was born. Gone was the spoiled princess, or the enraged monster, and in its place was an elegant master of the battlefield.
As she studied under the tutelage of Hades, her repertoire of abilities increased as she wasn’t restricted by any requirements. Need to be a mirror for this martial art, fine I’ll turn into a mirror. Her shapeshifting ability allowed her to truly embrace the entirety of her inheritance. Though she chose to generally remain in the shape of an imperial, as that area of the inheritance had been most improved. During this time she also resolved the grudges and regrets of many though ensuring their wishes were not aimed towards the kind dragons of Sornieth. All was well. She started to find it enjoyable to improve and in that joy started to erase the anger and sorrow of her younger days. That was until her youngest junior was killed.
As she stared at the corpse, the rage and sorrow started to climb back up, now more profound than ever. She didn’t have the sense for shade energy that Terror and Sin had but she didn’t need to. All she needed to do was follow Terror. But when she did, she found herself constricted by the same energy that had held her so many years ago. In that moment her better thinking came back to her. This was not her war to fight nor did she have any right to fight in it. The Shade was Terror’s opponents.
“We must create the 6 Crests of Hades.” she loudly declared to the others, doing what she always did resolving the regrets of others. This time without their soul telling her what they wanted. She knew this may not be what her junior wanted, but maybe it was what she, Nyx, wanted.
“HOW, NONE OF US CAN STAND IN HIS PLACE.” Hecate through her tears shouted.
“No, but the teacher still has 6 students. We can teach others, maybe not as well as him. The Education Crest always stood to help others better themselves. When we accomplish that goal we will have upheld his dream” she replied.
“We had planned to have the 6 Crests to be near here but I don’t think it is the best idea to build it there anymore.” Hades chimed in.
“Teacher, I heard from Terror, that your old home has been decimated by feud and prejudice.” Nyx asked, disregarding the shocked faces of all those present, besides Hades. Hades looked afar with an even heavier atmosphere surrounding him. Then he simply nodded. “Then that’s where we will build it. The place that caused us all to stand here. The place that allowed our Junior to hold such a dream. That is our duty.”
So she dragged her grief-ridden companions to the place that had been imprinted with war to water the seed of peace. There she took her place as the leader of the War Crest, training the fiercest warriors of the 6 Crests of Hades.
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“Him spilling water over my father is an act that is completely unacceptable. He has infringed on not only my father’s honor but also my own honor. You should feel lucky, peasant, for your son has the opportunity to pay for the crime by joining the army and not with his life.” the imperial said with absolute disinterest in the pleading of the tundra. Seeing that the child had been taken, she headed for her home. She paid no heed to the weary eyes of all the dragons aimed at her nor the anger boiling deep within them. She moved through the different styles of housing with the only common thread being the lack of maintenance and came upon a house that stuck out like a sore thumb. For it was luxurious, clean and overall a complete contrast to the houses surrounding it.
From it came an imperial with strength multiple times that of the surrounding dragons. A Tyrant through and through. He was accompanied by another imperial that held similar arrogance in her eyes. Their eyes lit up when they saw the young imperial.
“I see you have taken care of the recruitment.” The father stated.
“Yes father, he didn’t even realize the potential of his son. He should feel honored that his son will take part in the project that will help you grow stronger.” she replied.
“Dear, I know that the eyes of the ancients are important to you but why do you keep giving these peasants a chance to obtain them?” the mother turned to the Tyrant.
“They are merely experiments with low chance and if one does come to hold the eye of the ancients, I can always take them for myself.” the Tyrant smiled. The trio continued towards their house with no regard for the lives their ambition would take. It was then that the ground shook and a source of powerful energy shot through the sky.
“MONSTER, COME FACE YOUR SINS.” a roar rang through the clan. It caused quite a few houses courtesy of their previous state. Though what emerged from these houses were not faces of anger but of hope. Feeling incensed by this happiness, the tyrant hurried to the source of this power. His mate and child also followed with haste to see the tyrant crush this insolent dragon. When they finally saw the dragon, the creature covered in slime barely seemed to resemble a dragon. It gave a smile to the tyrant.
“Who are you to come question me, call me a monster, monster?” He shouted back. Hearing the question, the thing looked at itself before smiling.
“we aRe The CULmInatIOn OF YOur sin. aFter YoUR expERIMenTS onE of uS SURVivEd and waS aLLOwEd tO TuRN INTO AN AMAlgAMATe. hE aTe All tHoSE KILlEd by YoUR eXPerIment, THuS We cAME To be aFTer our MINDS MERGEd” each sound seemed to come from a different voice. The thing that then opened it’s multiple eyes to show so many different types of eyes. Then it opened the eye on it’s forehead to show an eye blazing with primordial fire. The monster smiled mockingly at the tyrant. “ThIs iS YouR drEam RiGHt MONsTER, COME geT iT.”
The Tyrant was at a loss of words before giving a smile and attacking the monster without warning. His attacks were fierce and held no regard for honor while the amalgamate seemed to be suppressed. The pair of mother and daughter cheered for the Tyrant.
“yOu HavE SeEN Hope, Now FeEL dEspAiR. JusT LiKe uS.” The amalgamate announced before the fight changed completely. The amalgamate seemed to have no defined form as it fought opening holes in its body to avoid attack and attack on multiple fronts at once. Head. Left Leg. Right arm. Underbelly. Before long, the entirety of the tyrant's body was covered in wounds, much to the dismay of the trio. But the monster ensured it never struck a lethal blow, ensuring it held up its promise of despair. This went on until finally the tyrant could hold on no more fell from pain and exhaustion though not dead. The pair ran to the tyrant worried while still being wary of the amalgamate, who seemed uninterested. “i WILl sPArE YOu ToDay BUT you mUsT leaVe thIS clAN ALonE or ElsE. alSo yOu MuST WaTch AS Your DAuGhtER SUffeRs MuCh LIKE OuR paREnTS DID. ThE SinS Of THe ParenTS ArE paSSed dOWn To THe ChILd.”
With those words he gave one last wishful look to the dragons who were approaching the battlefield before flapping his wings so that a single spore unseen floated and fell on the young princesses arm. Having heard the warning but not understood it, the trio fled. In the first few weeks, when the Tyrant had not completely healed, the princess started to feel an itch in her claw. Soon after her father recovered, the itch turned to pain as she felt her arm being eaten away from the inside as she was slowly turned into an amalgamate.
“We will keep you safe.”
“We will find a solution.”
“We will stay by your side.” were the promises her parents made but ….
“Father, Mother, where are you?” The princess, now blind, asked. The world of darkness wasn’t so dark in her mind for her other senses had long since turned to that of an amalgamate. Yet her heightened senses failed to pick up any hint of her parents. Fearing the worst, the princess looked in her surroundings but failed to find any signs of blood or battle. Then she came across a note written so that she could feel it.
“We cannot keep you safe.”
“We cannot find a solution.”
“We cannot stay by your side.”
Suddenly, the world seemed to crack for the little princess. It would have been better had she found their bodies for she would have been allowed to feel sorrow. But the rage didn’t even allow for feelings of sorrow. She rushed in whichever direction.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”
She wreaked havoc on one clan before moving on to another.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”
She had her first meal as an amalgamate.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”
“Oh Queen who has consumed me heed my wishes”
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAA”
She had another meal and another and before she knew it, she was declared the enemy of the clans in the surrounding area being chased. A Buffet.
“AAAAAAAAAAA”
“Oh Queen who has consumed us heed our wishes”
“AAAAAAAA”
“Oh Queen, awaken and accept our mind”
“AAh” Finally the princess was conscious of her actions, along with which came the guilt of her actions. So to avoid more blood she fled to the place that holds the graves of those long forgotten. There she met a spirit formed of many souls. One soul ruled over the spirit in sharp contrast to the constant blade hanging over hers in the form of the other souls.
“You must answer their regrets and make them willingly surrender their consciousness.” So she did just that.
“I wish my child is taken care of”
“I wish to defeat my rival”
“I wish the death of ...”
“I wish m ...”
“I wish ...”
“I wish for the head of Hades”
She charged towards her new target with the same ferocity she did for the others. When she finally came face to face with him, she found it hard to believe that such a virtuous dragon would cause anyone to hold a grudge against him.
“He abandoned his clan in their time of need. He abandoned me, his nephew, in my time of need.” Hearing this justification, she at once attacked her opponents but found herself under the claw of a dark mirror. She attempted to distort her form but was constricted by a foreign energy.
“Is this what my nephew wished for?” the imperial, Hades, asked with a gentle smile swiftly turning into one of sadness as he got closer and closer to the princess. Meanwhile, the mirror started to release more and more malicious intent. But then the imperial put a claw on his shoulder and simply shook his head. Then he put a claw on the princesses head. “It is not this child’s fault, he took advantage of her. Here, use this soul searching technique to see the truth.”
She saw the truth in the soul’s wishes and in anger decided to consume him whole, having weaponized the technique in mere moments. His soul stood no chance, and thus came the end of a traitor.
“Child, I can see that you would be capable of holding the War Crest inheritance of my clan and bringing it to new heights, would you like to come under my tutelage.” Hades asked with an excited smile, after all the last dragon who improved that inheritance beside him was his brother.
Having seen the nephew’s memories she knew the depths of that inheritance so her answer was an unhesitating nod.
“Child, It is tradition for those who inherit this crest in my clan to be given a new name. I was given the name Hades, my brother Osiris after the gods of the dead that beings of the second era worshipped. Today, I give you the name Nyx, the souls you consume shall brighten the night but will never be able to become the night, you.” and thus Nyx was born. Gone was the spoiled princess, or the enraged monster, and in its place was an elegant master of the battlefield.
As she studied under the tutelage of Hades, her repertoire of abilities increased as she wasn’t restricted by any requirements. Need to be a mirror for this martial art, fine I’ll turn into a mirror. Her shapeshifting ability allowed her to truly embrace the entirety of her inheritance. Though she chose to generally remain in the shape of an imperial, as that area of the inheritance had been most improved. During this time she also resolved the grudges and regrets of many though ensuring their wishes were not aimed towards the kind dragons of Sornieth. All was well. She started to find it enjoyable to improve and in that joy started to erase the anger and sorrow of her younger days. That was until her youngest junior was killed.
As she stared at the corpse, the rage and sorrow started to climb back up, now more profound than ever. She didn’t have the sense for shade energy that Terror and Sin had but she didn’t need to. All she needed to do was follow Terror. But when she did, she found herself constricted by the same energy that had held her so many years ago. In that moment her better thinking came back to her. This was not her war to fight nor did she have any right to fight in it. The Shade was Terror’s opponents.
“We must create the 6 Crests of Hades.” she loudly declared to the others, doing what she always did resolving the regrets of others. This time without their soul telling her what they wanted. She knew this may not be what her junior wanted, but maybe it was what she, Nyx, wanted.
“HOW, NONE OF US CAN STAND IN HIS PLACE.” Hecate through her tears shouted.
“No, but the teacher still has 6 students. We can teach others, maybe not as well as him. The Education Crest always stood to help others better themselves. When we accomplish that goal we will have upheld his dream” she replied.
“We had planned to have the 6 Crests to be near here but I don’t think it is the best idea to build it there anymore.” Hades chimed in.
“Teacher, I heard from Terror, that your old home has been decimated by feud and prejudice.” Nyx asked, disregarding the shocked faces of all those present, besides Hades. Hades looked afar with an even heavier atmosphere surrounding him. Then he simply nodded. “Then that’s where we will build it. The place that caused us all to stand here. The place that allowed our Junior to hold such a dream. That is our duty.”
So she dragged her grief-ridden companions to the place that had been imprinted with war to water the seed of peace. There she took her place as the leader of the War Crest, training the fiercest warriors of the 6 Crests of Hades.
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