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Nihilus » Lair » Praeli
Praeli
#34550494
Info
Level 1
Imperial Male
Hatchday
Jul 19, 2017 (1 year)
Stats Growth
Length
21.66M
Wingspan
21.34M
Weight
8977.23KG
Genes
PrimaryCrimson Metallic
SecondaryBlood Alloy
TertiaryGarnet Crackle
Eye TypePlague Common
Energy: 49 / 50
Apparel & Skins
Skin
Lineage
Parents
Offspring
none
Familiar
Information
I belong to Nihilus (130644).

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P R A E L I

WAR: EMPEROR OF DESTRUCTION

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CAPITULUM I
I T I N E R I S
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A seemingly normal dragon with little to no attachments, Praeli managed to find a loyal companion to accompany him on his journey. He had always been curious about his history and the history of those in the Tangled Wood including Shadowbinder herself. He had set off for the Forum of the Obscured Crescent, hoping to seek an audience with his current God. Sadly, he was unable to make it through the thorns of the Foxfire Bramble. Not to be deterred he pushed forward through the thick, winding vines, his blood littering the ground and coating the nightmarish tendrils. Somewhere along the way, he saw other imperials that had fallen, all of their blood drained from them though he was not certain if it was by the thorns or if it was the work of vampires.

Praeli's Wraith Hound Visidium had grown worried as the brambles that were raked away by his claws were rapidly growing back, as though they wanted to kill them or at least wanted them to turn back. The wraith hound looked up at Praeli, his flames swirling slightly and flickering gently. "Master are you sure this is wise? There are so many corpses..." He stopped, having noticed his master's eyes and how terribly blank they were. Something in Visidium knew this would be the worst time and place for him to black out and start speaking funny again so he leapt up and landed on Praeli's head, staring into his eyes. "Master please.. We must turn back before that-" his voice cut off by the look, or was it?

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CAPITULUM II
O P P E T E R E
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Visidium's eyes lifted slowly, staring at what loomed behind them; a massive multiheaded beast that looked like parts of numerous Imperial corpses stuck together. His master told him of this legend before, calling it an Emperor and telling him of how the beast would decimate everything in its path. "Master! Master, we're in danger!!" He jumped and tried to scare the beast off with his claws and fangs, the flames bursting forth and making him look larger and much more intimidating though the beast did not seem bothered.

Praeli turned on the Emperor suddenly and stared at it, his voice different as he rose up to meet the incredible height of the creature. "Stand down. I am not your enemy nor am I dead." The voice entered the Emperor's minds and grated on them as though it were scraping for some kind of foothold there while at the same time caressing them as if to calm them. All heads locked on Praeli now, what seemed to be the dominant head lowering and sniffing him as he raised his paw up to touch it. "Good, good. Listen now. I will kill this vessel, you will merge with it and it will be the controlling head."

The Emperor roared in defiance, all the eyes glowing; gold, pink, brown, orange, purple, blue, green, white, cyan, and light green. Praeli sneered a laugh that almost sounded like strangulation. "You frighten me not, amalgamation. Something like you is just what I need..." Nothing was more frightening than Praeli's shadow at this moment since (despite the immense darkness within the wood) his shadow appeared to swallow all around him, the landscape looking well-lit in comparison, the shadow appearing to grow and malform. The Emperor shrunk away from the shadow's tendrils as they moved toward it before it simply acquiesced and allowed Praeli to take it.

Visidium watched in horror as whatever it was that was controlling his master killed him and allowed the creature to consume them both. He watched as Praeli's body was pulled apart and reassembled to merge with them, his colours melding and spreading with the help of his possessor.

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CAPITULUM III
C O G I T A T I O
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Praeli's head rose, his eyes black with the power of the Eternal Father, inky drool spilling from his jaw, his head being the cleanest of the eleven now there. "Wonderful, my child. Thy name is now war; thy power, destruction. For now, my work is done. Spread my name among this darkened land and let them know my return is imminent. These lands will be mine and I will shroud this world in darkness as it was before those that are called gods were born. I shall bless you with my gift before I depart..."

Praeli blinked a few times and his right eye returned to the familiar red colour while the left remained a pulsing, glowing greyish silver, his face presenting somewhat of a frown. "What is wrong with me?... Visidium?... Vis... Please tell me what is wrong with me... I feel... Strong... Godlike." He eyed the brambles before him and thought about destroying them, his thought transferring to the head that utilized fire magic. The jaw on that head opened and belched forth flames that engulfed the ground and lit the area, the sky filling with smoke that blots out the stars.

When the flame cleared he was disappointed to discover that the brambles were still there so he called upon his native plague and light powers as well, mixing them with fire and casting the magic out unto the land, the flame roaring up and spreading swiftly, leaving nothing but ash in their wake. Once a path had been carved cruelly before him, Praeli doused the flame with a stream of water, earth and ice magic. "Hmph."

He sat a moment, thinking about what he could do now, most of the legends involving Emperors not containing what might occur if a head retained it's sense of self and knowledge without any form of objection by the other head(s) and with ten other heads to oppose him, he thought there might be more resistance than there was. 'It would appear as though they have accepted me as the leader and primary mind. It is not as though I am incapable of maintaining this though, considering how long I have played host without going crazy...' He thought to himself a bit more before rising and looking at his companion, eleven pairs of eyes on the hound. "It's time for us to go. We can no longer remain here. At least not until I get this sorted out." Without another word, Praeli turned and headed back toward his home, having to pick up a few body parts along the way and carry those back as well.

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CAPITULUM IV
F I N I S ?
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When he returned home he pulled out some black cloth strips and tied the parts back on, putting one on his head for aesthetic purposes. He then found some gloves, foot-pads and a face mask, pulling those on as well as some fragile-looking wing decorations to distract from his own torn up wings and his old tail guard. Next, he went digging through the clothes and pulled out a cloak that has seen better days. He threw it on, covering all of the heads including most of his own in the hood attached, wrapping the rest of it around his body and much of his other clothes. With that, Praeli left to wait for things to calm down, knowing Shadowbinder would be around to see what happened, especially after hearing about an Emperor attack.

Leaving for this extended period brought him farther from his goal of determining why the Shadowbinder would not commune with and return to their father. Praeli has long considered himself and the eleven gods as siblings and equals since he was born the chosen vessel for the Shade, even going so far as to call it the Eternal Father since (despite having a small understanding of the Shade) he knew that it was indeed the oldest thing in the cosmos, his very soul feeling just as old and strong. Even with the Shade's departure, it was difficult for him to disregard his oddities as a hatchling, namely the immense strength he demonstrated both magically and physically.

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