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 Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 6:19 pm
Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field "Sort of.." Joy lifted the tea gently with two hands to her lips and back down. "I was the heir to the throne of the old Victorian vampires, my father was Sylus Verscotch, the king, but he disappeared and his order fell away, and I was fortunate enough to meet Ryu Jin." Joy took another sip, hiding her displeasure with the temperature of the tea. You too huh? It almost seems every other dragon I meet was a vampire once upon a time. Your story isn't all that different from mine.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 6:25 pm
Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field "I am a vampire, but its not as strong as the dragon." She took another sip, swallowing harder than the other times. "But what kind of dragon are you?" She smiled shyly, looking into the ripples of the tea. She had only met one other dragon of her color, and he had tried to imprison her.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 6:30 pm
Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field "I am a vampire, but its not as strong as the dragon." She took another sip, swallowing harder than the other times. "But what kind of dragon are you?" She smiled shyly, looking into the ripples of the tea. She had only met one other dragon of her color, and he had tried to imprison her. I don't quite know. Not exactly at least. It's a complicated story. I'm a vampire who transformed into a dragon long before achieving demonship which according to folklore takes normal creatures of the night to hibernate for at least 100 years. Although if you think that sounds like a weird story, my foster father managed to somehow achieve demonship within a matter of hours. *Takes a quick sip of my tea* If you'd like I guess I could explain it all although I we may be here a while so you better be ready to order more tea ^^'
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 6:35 pm
Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Joy smiled and laughed, "I have time." She looked up from the tea and set it back on the table. "We can trade, a story for a story." Joy shifted her wings a bit, folding them more to the contours of the short chair.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 6:41 pm
king ryu enters the room with plethera of knights acting as bodyguards i look around the room and see my wife and atlas drinking tea the overjoyed king walks over to his wife and sits down next to her at the table"hello joy " said the king "and greetings atlas i would like some dragon fruit tea please ^_^
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 6:44 pm
Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Joy smiled and laughed, "I have time." She looked up from the tea and set it back on the table. "We can trade, a story for a story." Joy shifted her wings a bit, folding them more to the contours of the short chair. Fine, I'll start *takes one last sip of my tea* Where to begin... My foster father's name was Zeruo Tselino Shade, he was an demon vampire archaeologist who studied demonic artifacts and their origin. Judging by evidence I found after his death it was clear he was not born nor aware that their was a world of demons all alike. And one day on an excavation in Egypt he uncovered me in a small gold casket. He found me in a comatose like state which I would assume was me being in a hibernation state towards demonhood. I'm guessing I was awoken too soon because of the lacking evidence of my demonship. By the time I woke up I was in his estate in England, giving off a strong cry like I was just born. At the time I was convinced I was his child. He trained me, fed me, brought me up to adulthood. He was a great father *Looks down, smiling brightly into my tea* I wanted to be an archaeologist like him so he taught me how to examine artifacts too. Everything changed though when he brought me on a trip to New York in America. We didn't exactly play by legal rules so we snuck into a museum where an ancient artifact was being kept. A somewhat large golden box. We opened it and that's when my life changed completely...
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 6:51 pm
Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field "You don't have to tell me the rest if you don't want to." Joy looked briefly to the side to meet the eyes of the king. "Hello Ryu dear." Joy smiled brightly, her eyes lit like fires and her wings shuffled a bit in a small fit of joy.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 6:53 pm
Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Joy smiled and laughed, "I have time." She looked up from the tea and set it back on the table. "We can trade, a story for a story." Joy shifted her wings a bit, folding them more to the contours of the short chair. Fine, I'll start *takes one last sip of my tea* Where to begin... My foster father's name was Zeruo Tselino Shade, he was an demon vampire archaeologist who studied demonic artifacts and their origin. Judging by evidence I found after his death it was clear he was not born nor aware that their was a world of demons all alike. And one day on an excavation in Egypt he uncovered me in a small gold casket. He found me in a comatose like state which I would assume was me being in a hibernation state towards demonhood. I'm guessing I was awoken too soon because of the lacking evidence of my demonship. By the time I woke up I was in his estate in England, giving off a strong cry like I was just born. At the time I was convinced I was his child. He trained me, fed me, brought me up to adulthood. He was a great father *Looks down, smiling brightly into my tea* I wanted to be an archaeologist like him so he taught me how to examine artifacts too. Everything changed though when he brought me on a trip to New York in America. We didn't exactly play by legal rules so we snuck into a museum where an ancient artifact was being kept. A somewhat large golden box. We opened it and that's when my life changed completely... Oh, hello Ryu. Interesting timing. I was just telling Joy my story. Would you like to hear too?
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 7:11 pm
i was listening already ^_^ but if you more to tell ill listen could i please have some dragon fruit tea in the mean time "said the king as he moved closer to joy and placed his right arm around her"
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 7:26 pm
Atlas Osirius Shade Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Joy smiled and laughed, "I have time." She looked up from the tea and set it back on the table. "We can trade, a story for a story." Joy shifted her wings a bit, folding them more to the contours of the short chair. Fine, I'll start *takes one last sip of my tea* Where to begin... My foster father's name was Zeruo Tselino Shade, he was an demon vampire archaeologist who studied demonic artifacts and their origin. Judging by evidence I found after his death it was clear he was not born nor aware that their was a world of demons all alike. And one day on an excavation in Egypt he uncovered me in a small gold casket. He found me in a comatose like state which I would assume was me being in a hibernation state towards demonhood. I'm guessing I was awoken too soon because of the lacking evidence of my demonship. By the time I woke up I was in his estate in England, giving off a strong cry like I was just born. At the time I was convinced I was his child. He trained me, fed me, brought me up to adulthood. He was a great father *Looks down, smiling brightly into my tea* I wanted to be an archaeologist like him so he taught me how to examine artifacts too. Everything changed though when he brought me on a trip to New York in America. We didn't exactly play by legal rules so we snuck into a museum where an ancient artifact was being kept. A somewhat large golden box. We opened it and that's when my life changed completely... Oh, hello Ryu. Interesting timing. I was just telling Joy my story. Would you like to hear too? *Walks over to the counter and brings back the dragon fruit tea he asked for, sitting back down* Now... where was I... Oh yeah. The box we opened unleashed an incredibly unusual demonic essence. This is when I began to figure out Zeruo wasn't my father. When we came into contact with the essence, we both released different life force energies. It was as if the box was validating life nearby. Zeruo taught me that different creatures have different life force energies. If you were of the same bloodline then you would release the same energy, but I released a different one compared to Zeruo. We closed the box up and took it with us back to England where I demanded he explained, and he did. During my time growing up I kept remembering fragments of memories I was in no way familiar with. It was as if I was re-living a past life. Zeruo spent years examining the casket I came in and found that it was covered in special demon seals. Then it became clear. The memory fragments I kept remember actually were of my past life. The casket was designed was designed to reshape dependent on the size of the user inside. And the seals placed on it were to reverse the aging process.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 7:44 pm
Atlas Osirius Shade Atlas Osirius Shade Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Joy smiled and laughed, "I have time." She looked up from the tea and set it back on the table. "We can trade, a story for a story." Joy shifted her wings a bit, folding them more to the contours of the short chair. Fine, I'll start *takes one last sip of my tea* Where to begin... My foster father's name was Zeruo Tselino Shade, he was an demon vampire archaeologist who studied demonic artifacts and their origin. Judging by evidence I found after his death it was clear he was not born nor aware that their was a world of demons all alike. And one day on an excavation in Egypt he uncovered me in a small gold casket. He found me in a comatose like state which I would assume was me being in a hibernation state towards demonhood. I'm guessing I was awoken too soon because of the lacking evidence of my demonship. By the time I woke up I was in his estate in England, giving off a strong cry like I was just born. At the time I was convinced I was his child. He trained me, fed me, brought me up to adulthood. He was a great father *Looks down, smiling brightly into my tea* I wanted to be an archaeologist like him so he taught me how to examine artifacts too. Everything changed though when he brought me on a trip to New York in America. We didn't exactly play by legal rules so we snuck into a museum where an ancient artifact was being kept. A somewhat large golden box. We opened it and that's when my life changed completely... Oh, hello Ryu. Interesting timing. I was just telling Joy my story. Would you like to hear too? *Walks over to the counter and brings back the dragon fruit tea he asked for, sitting back down* Now... where was I... Oh yeah. The box we opened unleashed an incredibly unusual demonic essence. This is when I began to figure out Zeruo wasn't my father. When we came into contact with the essence, we both released different life force energies. It was as if the box was validating life nearby. Zeruo taught me that different creatures have different life force energies. If you were of the same bloodline then you would release the same energy, but I released a different one compared to Zeruo. We closed the box up and took it with us back to England where I demanded he explained, and he did. During my time growing up I kept remembering fragments of memories I was in no way familiar with. It was as if I was re-living a past life. Zeruo spent years examining the casket I came in and found that it was covered in special demon seals. Then it became clear. The memory fragments I kept remember actually were of my past life. The casket was designed was designed to reshape dependent on the size of the user inside. And the seals placed on it were to reverse the aging process. I didn't know what to do in finding this all out. And I didn't do anything about it for so long. It was as if I was entangled between wanting to know more about who I really am and wanting to keep my normal life with Zeruo. I didn't get the choice in the end. Zeruo found another artifact while I was still coming to terms with this knowledge month's after finding out. When he uncovered it he was killed by the Overlord of the Eastern Underworld. I'm guessing my uncovering set off some kind of disturbance which drew him to finding me. I came to terms with this new knowledge and set out after my father to help him find the new artifact. When I arrived I couldn't find him and the excavation site was buried and hidden so I wouldn't find it, or him. I thought he went back home and I must've missed him. When I got back home the estate was burning down. In a panic I tried broke into the falling wreckage trying to find him. When I got into his study I found that all the artifacts he uncovered as well as all the study notes he left were ALL gone. Many of which were incredibly dangerous. I didn't know what to make of it all. I was without a father, without a home and now without a life at all.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 7:55 pm
Atlas Osirius Shade Atlas Osirius Shade Atlas Osirius Shade Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Joy smiled and laughed, "I have time." She looked up from the tea and set it back on the table. "We can trade, a story for a story." Joy shifted her wings a bit, folding them more to the contours of the short chair. Fine, I'll start *takes one last sip of my tea* Where to begin... My foster father's name was Zeruo Tselino Shade, he was an demon vampire archaeologist who studied demonic artifacts and their origin. Judging by evidence I found after his death it was clear he was not born nor aware that their was a world of demons all alike. And one day on an excavation in Egypt he uncovered me in a small gold casket. He found me in a comatose like state which I would assume was me being in a hibernation state towards demonhood. I'm guessing I was awoken too soon because of the lacking evidence of my demonship. By the time I woke up I was in his estate in England, giving off a strong cry like I was just born. At the time I was convinced I was his child. He trained me, fed me, brought me up to adulthood. He was a great father *Looks down, smiling brightly into my tea* I wanted to be an archaeologist like him so he taught me how to examine artifacts too. Everything changed though when he brought me on a trip to New York in America. We didn't exactly play by legal rules so we snuck into a museum where an ancient artifact was being kept. A somewhat large golden box. We opened it and that's when my life changed completely... Oh, hello Ryu. Interesting timing. I was just telling Joy my story. Would you like to hear too? *Walks over to the counter and brings back the dragon fruit tea he asked for, sitting back down* Now... where was I... Oh yeah. The box we opened unleashed an incredibly unusual demonic essence. This is when I began to figure out Zeruo wasn't my father. When we came into contact with the essence, we both released different life force energies. It was as if the box was validating life nearby. Zeruo taught me that different creatures have different life force energies. If you were of the same bloodline then you would release the same energy, but I released a different one compared to Zeruo. We closed the box up and took it with us back to England where I demanded he explained, and he did. During my time growing up I kept remembering fragments of memories I was in no way familiar with. It was as if I was re-living a past life. Zeruo spent years examining the casket I came in and found that it was covered in special demon seals. Then it became clear. The memory fragments I kept remember actually were of my past life. The casket was designed was designed to reshape dependent on the size of the user inside. And the seals placed on it were to reverse the aging process. I didn't know what to do in finding this all out. And I didn't do anything about it for so long. It was as if I was entangled between wanting to know more about who I really am and wanting to keep my normal life with Zeruo. I didn't get the choice in the end. Zeruo found another artifact while I was still coming to terms with this knowledge month's after finding out. When he uncovered it he was killed by the Overlord of the Eastern Underworld. I'm guessing my uncovering set off some kind of disturbance which drew him to finding me. I came to terms with this new knowledge and set out after my father to help him find the new artifact. When I arrived I couldn't find him and the excavation site was buried and hidden so I wouldn't find it, or him. I thought he went back home and I must've missed him. When I got back home the estate was burning down. In a panic I tried broke into the falling wreckage trying to find him. When I got into his study I found that all the artifacts he uncovered as well as all the study notes he left were ALL gone. Many of which were incredibly dangerous. I didn't know what to make of it all. I was without a father, without a home and now without a life at all. With no home to go back to I only had one objective. To pursue my dad's murderer, recover the stolen artifacts and notes and find out who I truly am. This was the beginning of my story. During the time after my fathers murder I travelled around searching, recovering several artifacts and notes, it was then I realized some of the notes I recovered wasn't dedicated to the study of these artifacts. It was the study of me. Zeruo wanted to find my origin and in doing so found the existence of the Underworld when he investigated the Egyptian ruins where he uncovered me. This brought me closer to finding my real origin. When I finally managed to recover all the artifacts and notes I found that some sort of cult dedicated to the worship of the Overlord had gathered them so that they could travel beyond. Eventually I brought down the cult and ensured they'd never be a threat ever again. My dad's note depicted the artifacts as not only being dangerous symbols of power but also a puzzle to opening a portal to the underworld. So I put them together and the portal to the underworld opened for me. Upon being brought together the puzzle turned into a ankh which would allow me to travel to and from the Underworld as I pleased. I expected a literal hell as depicted in the folk lore but surprisingly it was not so. It was a large world populated by demons that was immensely different than Earth but still at the same time habitable. This is when I began to discover I wasn't even a vampire...
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 8:02 pm
Atlas Osirius Shade Atlas Osirius Shade Atlas Osirius Shade Atlas Osirius Shade Atlas Osirius Shade Queen Joy Of Bright-Field Joy smiled and laughed, "I have time." She looked up from the tea and set it back on the table. "We can trade, a story for a story." Joy shifted her wings a bit, folding them more to the contours of the short chair. Fine, I'll start *takes one last sip of my tea* Where to begin... My foster father's name was Zeruo Tselino Shade, he was an demon vampire archaeologist who studied demonic artifacts and their origin. Judging by evidence I found after his death it was clear he was not born nor aware that their was a world of demons all alike. And one day on an excavation in Egypt he uncovered me in a small gold casket. He found me in a comatose like state which I would assume was me being in a hibernation state towards demonhood. I'm guessing I was awoken too soon because of the lacking evidence of my demonship. By the time I woke up I was in his estate in England, giving off a strong cry like I was just born. At the time I was convinced I was his child. He trained me, fed me, brought me up to adulthood. He was a great father *Looks down, smiling brightly into my tea* I wanted to be an archaeologist like him so he taught me how to examine artifacts too. Everything changed though when he brought me on a trip to New York in America. We didn't exactly play by legal rules so we snuck into a museum where an ancient artifact was being kept. A somewhat large golden box. We opened it and that's when my life changed completely... Oh, hello Ryu. Interesting timing. I was just telling Joy my story. Would you like to hear too? *Walks over to the counter and brings back the dragon fruit tea he asked for, sitting back down* Now... where was I... Oh yeah. The box we opened unleashed an incredibly unusual demonic essence. This is when I began to figure out Zeruo wasn't my father. When we came into contact with the essence, we both released different life force energies. It was as if the box was validating life nearby. Zeruo taught me that different creatures have different life force energies. If you were of the same bloodline then you would release the same energy, but I released a different one compared to Zeruo. We closed the box up and took it with us back to England where I demanded he explained, and he did. During my time growing up I kept remembering fragments of memories I was in no way familiar with. It was as if I was re-living a past life. Zeruo spent years examining the casket I came in and found that it was covered in special demon seals. Then it became clear. The memory fragments I kept remember actually were of my past life. The casket was designed was designed to reshape dependent on the size of the user inside. And the seals placed on it were to reverse the aging process. I didn't know what to do in finding this all out. And I didn't do anything about it for so long. It was as if I was entangled between wanting to know more about who I really am and wanting to keep my normal life with Zeruo. I didn't get the choice in the end. Zeruo found another artifact while I was still coming to terms with this knowledge month's after finding out. When he uncovered it he was killed by the Overlord of the Eastern Underworld. I'm guessing my uncovering set off some kind of disturbance which drew him to finding me. I came to terms with this new knowledge and set out after my father to help him find the new artifact. When I arrived I couldn't find him and the excavation site was buried and hidden so I wouldn't find it, or him. I thought he went back home and I must've missed him. When I got back home the estate was burning down. In a panic I tried broke into the falling wreckage trying to find him. When I got into his study I found that all the artifacts he uncovered as well as all the study notes he left were ALL gone. Many of which were incredibly dangerous. I didn't know what to make of it all. I was without a father, without a home and now without a life at all. With no home to go back to I only had one objective. To pursue my dad's murderer, recover the stolen artifacts and notes and find out who I truly am. This was the beginning of my story. During the time after my fathers murder I travelled around searching, recovering several artifacts and notes, it was then I realized some of the notes I recovered wasn't dedicated to the study of these artifacts. It was the study of me. Zeruo wanted to find my origin and in doing so found the existence of the Underworld when he investigated the Egyptian ruins where he uncovered me. This brought me closer to finding my real origin. When I finally managed to recover all the artifacts and notes I found that some sort of cult dedicated to the worship of the Overlord had gathered them so that they could travel beyond. Eventually I brought down the cult and ensured they'd never be a threat ever again. My dad's note depicted the artifacts as not only being dangerous symbols of power but also a puzzle to opening a portal to the underworld. So I put them together and the portal to the underworld opened for me. Upon being brought together the puzzle turned into a ankh which would allow me to travel to and from the Underworld as I pleased. I expected a literal hell as depicted in the folk lore but surprisingly it was not so. It was a large world populated by demons that was immensely different than Earth but still at the same time habitable. This is when I began to discover I wasn't even a vampire... I found a memorial listing all the Overlords that came before the current. All of which were of Dragon blood. I never really gave this much thought until I started exploring the Underworld years later. I started experiencing odd sensations and different feelings. It was almost as if I was maturing again like you would when you were going through puberty. I had severe pains in my head and back, almost like how a child would experience a tooth ache. When it came to fruition I realized I had grown horns out the top of my head and wings and a tail. My skin color also began to change from pale white to dark-ish blue. I also grew some larger ears. And when this happened it hit me right away. I was of dragon blood. I already knew I was of royal blood when I put the memory fragments together in my head but when I put 2 and 2 together I ultimately realized it. I was the next Overlord of the Eastern Underworld.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 8:03 pm
Atlas Osirius Shade Atlas Osirius Shade Atlas Osirius Shade Atlas Osirius Shade Atlas Osirius Shade Oh, hello Ryu. Interesting timing. I was just telling Joy my story. Would you like to hear too? *Walks over to the counter and brings back the dragon fruit tea he asked for, sitting back down* Now... where was I... Oh yeah. The box we opened unleashed an incredibly unusual demonic essence. This is when I began to figure out Zeruo wasn't my father. When we came into contact with the essence, we both released different life force energies. It was as if the box was validating life nearby. Zeruo taught me that different creatures have different life force energies. If you were of the same bloodline then you would release the same energy, but I released a different one compared to Zeruo. We closed the box up and took it with us back to England where I demanded he explained, and he did. During my time growing up I kept remembering fragments of memories I was in no way familiar with. It was as if I was re-living a past life. Zeruo spent years examining the casket I came in and found that it was covered in special demon seals. Then it became clear. The memory fragments I kept remember actually were of my past life. The casket was designed was designed to reshape dependent on the size of the user inside. And the seals placed on it were to reverse the aging process. I didn't know what to do in finding this all out. And I didn't do anything about it for so long. It was as if I was entangled between wanting to know more about who I really am and wanting to keep my normal life with Zeruo. I didn't get the choice in the end. Zeruo found another artifact while I was still coming to terms with this knowledge month's after finding out. When he uncovered it he was killed by the Overlord of the Eastern Underworld. I'm guessing my uncovering set off some kind of disturbance which drew him to finding me. I came to terms with this new knowledge and set out after my father to help him find the new artifact. When I arrived I couldn't find him and the excavation site was buried and hidden so I wouldn't find it, or him. I thought he went back home and I must've missed him. When I got back home the estate was burning down. In a panic I tried broke into the falling wreckage trying to find him. When I got into his study I found that all the artifacts he uncovered as well as all the study notes he left were ALL gone. Many of which were incredibly dangerous. I didn't know what to make of it all. I was without a father, without a home and now without a life at all. With no home to go back to I only had one objective. To pursue my dad's murderer, recover the stolen artifacts and notes and find out who I truly am. This was the beginning of my story. During the time after my fathers murder I travelled around searching, recovering several artifacts and notes, it was then I realized some of the notes I recovered wasn't dedicated to the study of these artifacts. It was the study of me. Zeruo wanted to find my origin and in doing so found the existence of the Underworld when he investigated the Egyptian ruins where he uncovered me. This brought me closer to finding my real origin. When I finally managed to recover all the artifacts and notes I found that some sort of cult dedicated to the worship of the Overlord had gathered them so that they could travel beyond. Eventually I brought down the cult and ensured they'd never be a threat ever again. My dad's note depicted the artifacts as not only being dangerous symbols of power but also a puzzle to opening a portal to the underworld. So I put them together and the portal to the underworld opened for me. Upon being brought together the puzzle turned into a ankh which would allow me to travel to and from the Underworld as I pleased. I expected a literal hell as depicted in the folk lore but surprisingly it was not so. It was a large world populated by demons that was immensely different than Earth but still at the same time habitable. This is when I began to discover I wasn't even a vampire... I found a memorial listing all the Overlords that came before the current. All of which were of Dragon blood. I never really gave this much thought until I started exploring the Underworld years later. I started experiencing odd sensations and different feelings. It was almost as if I was maturing again like you would when you were going through puberty. I had severe pains in my head and back, almost like how a child would experience a tooth ache. When it came to fruition I realized I had grown horns out the top of my head and wings and a tail. My skin color also began to change from pale white to dark-ish blue. I also grew some larger ears. And when this happened it hit me right away. I was of dragon blood. I already knew I was of royal blood when I put the memory fragments together in my head but when I put 2 and 2 together I ultimately realized it. I was the next Overlord of the Eastern Underworld. *Takes a long sip of my tea* Ugh, how long has this taken me to explain now...
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 9:34 pm
Would you like me to continue or d'you think you get the picture from then on?
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