Long ago, Miasma fell from grace; he once worked to become divine, but then he made a mistake and became scorned by his kin.
Miasma spent ages consumed by anger. He wandered, carelessly committing atrocities. In his mind, if he wasn’t worthy of divinity, he may as well sink to his lowest, become a monster.

In his travels, he heard stories about a minor god, known as the Pumpkin King, who took the form of an aether dragon and ruled over a small following of dragons.
Miasma didn’t know what was on his mind when he approached the Court.
Would he become allied with the Pumpkin King to tear down the gods? Or—
An idea began to form in his head.
Maybe redemption was possible, even for being such as him.

(WIP)