Netzach
(#29581691)
Level 10 Wildclaw
Familiar
Armed Flight
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Light.
Male Wildclaw
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.81 m
Wingspan
4.88 m
Weight
524.79 kg
Genetics
Orca
Giraffe
Giraffe
Slate
Spinner
Spinner
Yellow
Contour
Contour
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 10 Wildclaw
EXP: 686 / 27676
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- none
Biography
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Netzach “God doesn't bribe, child. He just makes a sign and lets people take it as they will.” 
No, Time heals nothing, nothing, nothing
pushes 'till we're diping into different flesh time heals nothing, nothing, nothing just a polarity of inner flames... Time's finger claw, I'm losing hold there is no hope for me on earth Time either still or maybe rushing in any case it will turn out worse... Time is fleeting, Time stands still it stops for no-one, and we're trapped within thought I may dream of the Light I am falling back into the left-hand side... How I wish that I was dead and rest in final peace but even the Luxury of Death can't cure the wounds Time cannot heal... |
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Not all stories begin with a blossoming scenario. The first time his eyelids peeled open he was greeted with shadows, prying glares and opportunistically greedy smiles. Any direction his head snapped to he could only spot sullen lights and bodies standing in his direction. An angel dragged down from his heavenly throne, miserably summoned as a spectacle for these mortals to relish in. He quivered and shivered, ruffling back to life in a crazed attempt to escape the cult chamber. While he struggled and thrashed, fate laughed at his oblivity, seeing how these madmen had enslaved him with a Deity-forbidden spell in the ritual. “Let its blood serve our godly magic,” he heard them chant. “Let its feathers be offered to the Voidwaker as gratitude for its teachings!” It was then that he was held blind, imprisoned. There was no escape from this maze and their spiteful scheme; chains trickled to his body and clasped him down. Netzach was an Angel of Eternity. Unyielding longevity fuelled his spirit, consequently knowing no such thing as ‘death’. His life persisted in this torture,unable to falter, and it weighted down on his sanity slowly but surely. How can a pure soul remain untouched for this long in this cruel dungeon? Destroyed, spoilt, crushed. He could no longer be deemed an angel, as he had become a malignant demon overflowing with insatiable thirst. He raised his wings and swept those in the vicinity, deafeningly roaring and soaring to his escape. He glistened in that murky dark, stretching ever so gracefully and imposing in his divine freedom. Although, he cannot comprehend this twisted change, believing himself still an envoy from the sky. It would seem that his own acts still are ‘righteous’ regardless of the countless things he had ruined with only his touch. The mortal world was no world for an ‘angel’ like him; he had to return to the heavens. His immense power and demonic soul feeds off of the innocence and purity of those foolish enough to fall, ushering promises of ultimate knowledge, of unpronounceable answers. Oh, if only they had foreseen that wisdom is not worth the price it asks for, neither is some uncovered knowledge be that which one expects… The Wildclaw assumes his trickery is nothing more than an act of kind heart or willful charity. His wicked and vile mind would never suspect his divine essence was no more despite being cleverly cloaked by it and his holy appearance. He consumes and consumes, pelt creeping with more shadows with each victim drained of its purity. Netzach has long since sought out the key to his salvation. He longed to return back to his home among the other angels. From the beyond, he was told that Stars, Wishes, Spirits and celestial beings - those that he could bind - could serve as the steps escalating into the clouds. And so, he would endlessly hunt them down and take them for himself. He was so close to the Heavens… though not quite. In his travels he ended up in the Whispering Eyes Clan’s territory, sensing the presence of four embodied Stars - one of them, surprisingly, the leader. He glowed in fascinating manner, a true spectacle for the powerful demon. They were there, right in his grasp, as if begging to be devoured to serve for his cause. His lips tug at the corners, twistedly smirking each and every day he plans his grandiose reveal. Soon, a foul devil would recover his light-bathed feathers and earn his rightful place up between the shimmering stars. |
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Credits;
Bio edit/reword/fix up; Leucine
Bio edit/reword/fix up; Leucine
For Sale: Never
Will Breed Upon Request: No
Set Mate: No
Lore Mate Matches Breeding Pair: No
Pinglist: -
Will Breed Upon Request: No
Set Mate: No
Lore Mate Matches Breeding Pair: No
Pinglist: -
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