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Leviathan
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Info
Level 1
Spiral Male
Hatchday
Apr 08, 2019 (11 months)
Stats Growth
Length
0.48M
Wingspan
0.1M
Weight
1.25KG
Genes
PrimaryAbyss Skink
SecondaryAbyss Spinner
TertiaryCyan Ghost
Eye TypeLightning Faceted
Energy: 50 / 50
Apparel & Skins
Lineage
Parents
Offspring
none
Familiar
Information
THE LEVIATHAN.
I am the living that haunts the ghost


It has been waiting. It knew the gate would not—could not—last forever. It watched the gate fall, as a matter of fact. And it was not a pretty sight. But as soon as it saw the opening, it lunged for the gate. The claws and teeth of other spirits could not get in its way. It was ready to see the light once again.

Darkness. That is the first thing it sees. Neverending, inky nothing as far as it can see. How long has it been dead? How has the world changed since it was last here? It snorts, launching itself from the water, out into the light for the first time in centuries.

The sun burns. Its eyes snap shut instinctively, and it drops back into the depths of the lake with a series of hisses. It will need to rest before it is strong enough to withstand the sun.


It takes the creature several months to check on the outside world once more, and when it does it is disappointed. This clan is chhaotic, messy; it can tell already that these dragons cannot simply be threatened into submission. And the dreaded Leviathan Hunters have shown up. Only three of them, but who knows how many others are out there. It returns to the cramped depths of the lake.

The next time it surfaces, it notices one thing immediately. There are new dragons in this clan. And one of them is tending to some sort of box, not too far from the lake. It is about to grab the dull brown dragon, perhaps pull him down to share the depths with it, but it quickly realizes that it can't... yet. This dragon is interesting, and talks to the Leviathan as though they are equals. And the minuscule creatures he keeps in his boxes—bees, they're called—behave much the same as a clan of dragons.
So go on, pick your poison before I pick it for you

 
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