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Mir

(#6896852)

Level 12 Ridgeback

Named

Phoenix

Energy: 50/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

24.64 m

Wingspan

21.92 m

Weight

9612.05 kg

Genetics

Coal
Tapir

Vermilion
Striation

Ice
Ghost

Hatchday

Oct 13, 2014
(9 years)

Breed

Adult
Ridgeback

Eye Type

Plague
Unusual

Level 12 Ridgeback

EXP: 9808 / 38956

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

none

Offspring

none

Biography

He/Him

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M I R
The True Demons Blood, The Lord of Chaos and Destruction

Cruel | Patient | Tired
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He was the embodiment of vile. Depraved and twisted. He was shaped from the darkest reaches of the creatures around him. In order to exist, he latched on as a parasite and regurgitated hate and spite, feasting on the damaged and breaking souls as he swallowed down globs of ethereal spirits, snarling with sadistic desire to harm, claws tearing and pulling until he had his own way, he was no stranger to waiting for the right moment, no matter how long it took him.

Mir used to adore it. The chase, the hunting and the corruption. Breaking spirits to be eaten and reaped. His life’s purpose to rip apart the goodness in others and cause ruin among the land. He used to love the way others would try to hide the darkness they kept within them. He knew better. Eyes wide and searching, he writhed in the shadows in search of his newest victim.

It grew exhausting. The game being played far too easy for his skill. He grew numb with tiredness, pained with the lacklustre living of the world as he skulked among the forgotten homes of abandoned villages in search of something new.

He had soon found his oddity.

“You are ever so adept at spreading foulness.”

Mir had stood like a warped animal, caught in the vision of another. Where others had scattered upon seeing him, this other had lingered like a curse, eyes shimmering as the other smiled in a way Mir had not seen.

“My name is Magtranna. I am on a quest, of sorts.”

Mir had slid around Magtranna, inspecting. A new toy, to be prodded and tested and pulled apart until the darkness spilled out of him, as it did with everyone. Mir had plucked apart Magtranna’s words, before slipping into a frightening grin.

He had decided upon himself to listen. Curious, and letting his boredom be elevated by such a new experience. Magtranna had wanted aid in contaminating the world. The passion in which he spoke of this ‘Plaguebringer’, how he raised his voice to implore her brilliance to the demon, only to soften as he spoke his love to her. Mir had twinged with something darker, something akin to greed, wanting to pull apart that softness.

A deal was struck. Mir would aid Magtranna’s purpose. Mir was used to waiting before indulging upon his sadism. The growing emptiness within him was rekindled with a purpose to pull out Magtranna’s soul to feast upon it. To play with him like a mere toy.

Mir could not admit to himself, the unspeakable pain that had eventually started to root within him. His desire to destroy had rotted, in the silence of his wandering beside Magtranna, he faded like smoke upon the air, lifted into nothingness as he swallowed the sickly pull of his oozing heart with every stolen glance he allowed himself, before crawling into the comfort of the dark shadows.

Mir's original purpose had been distorted by this unusual creature. But in the darkest depths of his soul, he contemplated if he truly minded. His exhausted, empty body began to fill with something of a life once again.

(Written by PunchingSolas!)

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Mayhem, chaos, and killing for enjoyment is such a fun pass time...

ETYMOLOGY -

RELATIONS - Mate, son, daughter, adoptive son. Faithful Servants: Nameless, Sariel, and Hearth.

BELONGINGS - Trinkets, Key Items, Other Possessions

Original: Swamp/Jungle/Tangerine.
1: Orchid/Sanguine/Mint.
2: Peacock/Sable/Pearl.
3: Carrot/Amethyst/Cerise.
4: Coal/Tarnish/White. (Moo, he became a cow.)
5: Fog/Orchid/Tarnish
6: Shale/Cherry/Storm (SO CLOSE WHY)
7: Charcoal/Carrot/Pumpkin
8: Tangerine/Gloom/Midnight
9: Stone/Turquoise/Amber
10: Overcast/Lapis/Stone
11: Seafoam/Bubblegum/Lead
12: Coal/Vermilion/Ice (FINAL IM FREE FROM HELL) 11-27-17

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