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Anathema

(#53818143)

Level 1 Gaoler

Familiar

Ravenous Cauldron

Energy: 0/50

Personal Style

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

13.56 m

Wingspan

5.78 m

Weight

12310.71 kg

Genetics

Oilslick
Wasp (Gaoler)

Black
Bee (Gaoler)

Hatchday

Jul 23, 2019
(4 years)

Breed

Adult
Gaoler

Eye Type

Shadow
Common

Level 1 Gaoler

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

none

Biography

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Lore by MoonSun18

Anathema was sold as a young dragon. Born in a hatchery, the moment she hatched she was put up for sale. Luckily she was adopted by a loving clan, and now lives happily.

Anathema peered out through a gap in the stage curtain. The audience was huge. Looking around, she spotted her clan sitting in the front. They were chatting, talking, and taking pictures in excitement. The show was about to begin. Gulping, Anathema pulled back from the curtain and shivered. Today was her first performance ever. Anathema was to sing a duet with her caretaker, Opera. Opera, who decided to take care of her when Anathema was first adopted, was a very famous singer upon their clan. She only sang when the atmosphere was right and had taken the job to pass everything she knew to her little prodigy, Anathema. They spent months training for this, practicing over and over, determined to make everything different. And although Opera encouraged Anathema every step of the way, Anathema still had doubts in herself.

“Sweetie are you ready?” Anathema swirled around, standing behind her was Opera. “I…. I don’t know…”

“O sweetie, no need to be afraid. Come, lets go get ready! You will feel better in no time!” And with that, Opera headed into the dressing room where she and Anathema would get prepped for the performance. Taking one last peek through the curtain, Anathema followed, stepping into the room after Opera.

“Wow!” Anathema was stunned, the room was full of costumes. Every color possible was hung around the room. Anathema spotted flowers, feathers, silks, and so many other fabrics she couldn’t even name. Everything was beautiful! “It’s amazing!” She announced, bouncing in excitement, her fright forgotten, “How did u get so many costumes?”

Opera laughed, enjoying Anathemas excitement with pride and amusement. “Well, it takes years of traveling and performing! Come, I found the perfect one for you!”

Following Opera to the corner of the room, Anathema let out a gasp. There hanging alone on a rack was a pearl white silky costume. The dress shined like moonlight and looked soft to touch. It came with a mask that's covered half her face and came with an iridescent silk cape that would drag on the ground behind her.

“You like it?” Anathema could hear the smirk in Opera’s voice. She knew Anathema would love it.
“O I love it!”

Quickly the two dragons got to work and soon Anathema was standing in front of a mirror staring at her reflection in awe. “Wow…”

The dress fit her perfectly. Folding and following with her movements, making her look like she was floating. The cape was so light that it lifted slightly in the air every time she walked. The mask drew the whole look together. Giving her an elegant and mysterious look. As she stood admiring herself, Opera emerged from behind another ack, already dresses. She was in a dress contrasting Anathema’s. It was black instead of white. With a full mask and a heavy raven feathered cape. She had a dangerous and scary feel. Anathema smiled, the dresses complemented the song that they would be singing.

As if reading her thoughts, Opera spoke. “You are the angel, I am the devil. You have a soft voice, silky, and light. It contrasts my powerful singing. So I decided on these two costumes for our duet!”

Anathema let out a toothy smile and laughed. “I love it!” Opera smiled. And without saying anything more, the two dragons traveled backstage together.

Behind the curtain, Anathema could hear the announcer announcing their performance. She gulped, what if she messed up?! Before the curtain opened, Opera leaned down to whisper to her. “Let the costumes become you. You are no longer Anathema, you are an angel fighting a devil with a song of peace.”

Before Anathema could reply, the curtain opened and music so well known to her ears, began. She glided through her dance routine as Opera began the song. A devil wanting war and power. And then it was her turn. Stopping her movements, Anathema faced the devil. Taking a deep breath, the angel opened her mouth and sang.

“Oh you want war.
You want power,
But why?
Let me show you happiness,
Peace and quiet~
Spread your wings,
fly with me.
And off we’ll go to a world of peace!”

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