Myorg

Mr Myorg is bowing low. However, Jasper - his other head - would rather take a bite out of that sweet cake ur holding.

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Back in the old days, when ancients were the ones ruling the world, Myorg was the leader of a tiny clan neatly placed in a canion of neither-desert, neither-forest, and neither-sea region - which everyone called Neitherlands. There lived mostly outcasts from bigger lairs: unwanted hatchlings, small and big-time criminals caught red-handed, dragons old and without families, and sometimes runaway teens. It was a lively place, filled with chaos and stories of many claws. As one may guess, it was also an uncontrollable mess, and if no one took care of it, it would most likely deteriorate into pure hell. That's when Myorg decided to ignore the loud and pesky dragons on the top and take control of the clan himself. Bringing in rules and laws, he became both a leader and protector of Neitherlands. It wasn't easy to make those dragons listen, but with enough persistence it was doable.

If anyone asked him, what was the biggest obstacle he feared the most, he would have mentioned the name Jasper. His brother and the second head of this Aberration's body, was a wild card, and mostly in all negative connection this word has. Hard to understand, to see what they might plan and want to do, living by the rule of first acting and then being sorry. Jasper often time would take control simply to cause mischief or ruin an important moment, causing trouble for his brother and other dragons, sometimes even totally ruining relationships they had with someone. Even when Myorg knew it was never done on purpose, it was hard for him to fully be in control of his emotions, sometimes strongly lashing out at his brother.

During one of such moments, Myorg's outrage caused enough stress, guilt, and pain to Jasper, that he fell silent and never spoke a word again. Though his needs and wants didn't suddenly come to an end, sometimes still being a trouble to be dealt with, compared to before, it seemed like... there was no other head but only Myorg. It was a complicated and delicate situation, as even if they were totally different and lived by clashing perspectives and natures, overall both brothers loved each other. So maybe at first Myorg enjoyed the peace, managed to achieve greatness within the clan, and rose upon other dragons in Neitherlands... however, soon came to the painful realisation of what he had caused.

He tried to make amends, fix it, make up for it all, but regardless of what he tried - Jasper never spoke again. All he got was snaps, gazes, growls, and occasional sneezes. Myorg sadly had to accept to what it all came and try to be a good big brother in a different way. Not that he was in any way successful in that, but Jasper did notice all those tries, and deep inside forgave his brother.