Today I took a drastic decision. I killed him. Erelath, the young shaman, I found him nearby my caves, as he was trying to use some incense to make some kind of prank to my pride. At the beginning I tought it was harmless, but after that I found some of my lionesses having serious breathing problems for a few hours. I was furious. I looked for him all over my lands until I found him. He started to complain and said he didnt do anything. At the beginning I only looked for explanations, but his arrogance and ignorance made my blood to boil. I killed him heartlessy, I ripped his body apart and carved his skull out of his flesh.
When I got back to my pride, all the lionesses were shoked and terrified from what happened.
They dont understand. They dont have
to understand. I kill where I wish, when I wish.
A few days ago Tabita birthed her first litter. Two wonderful females, healthy and strong, just as Tefnut said. We called them Nyumbe and Akali, both have inherited different colorations, Nyumbe is the one that looks more tiger of the two, she got both the stripes and the eyes of the mother, and Akali.... she got some peculiar eyes... Those started to make us wonder. They arent... normal. Of course she is a hybrid but, both lions and tigers own round pupils, while Akari shows vertical ones. We decided to bring her to the shamans, and their words left us shoked. They explained that such eyes were because of a mutation in the iris, and that Akali would have an extraordinary nigh vision compared to all of us. This made me think about her as a huntress, while her sister might become the Shaman that will connect us to our ancestors.
Today a great number of rogue lionesses came from foreign lands, curious to see the lion with the shape of the Great Ancestor. They all have choosen to be bred by him in the possibility to give him good daughters and sons, only time will tell.
When Vulgaris took over the Pride, Demiurgos, the previous King, partecipated into a bloody battle. Only the strongest of the two would survive, and this time, it was the end of his endless reign. Ras'Tafari, the incarnation of the ancestor who ruled over the Pride, came in and gave all honors to the dead King, who fiercely fought to protect his position, and told Vulgaris that he was meant to rule from the beginning, and that he should mate with Demiurgos' daughters to keep on his lineage and cross their blood to create a new generation of supremacy over these lands.
Vulgaris, One of the last and less-known sons of Ras'Tafari. The story wants him to come back to his father's pride after long years spent with his mother, a leopardess, in the nearby jungle. Vulgaris had some siblings, litter-mates, that however inherited more 'leopard' genes than him. Compared to his brothers that grew a small mane, his features were more lion-like, giving him a majestic mane that continued to grow until he reached 7 years. His full grown mane is so thick and massive that, when nearby human settlements heard stories about him from a local farmer, poachers started to hunt the savannah looking for him. Many of them just wanted his pelt for some richman that would've payd millions to get such a rare and unique skin for their houses. Others wanted to withdraw his genes and try to reproduce his colorations in order to sell the cubs at absurdly high prices, as the last known Atlas Lion that also carries leopard genes.
Vulgaris managed to escape countless times from cages, chains, ropes, knives and tranquilizers. The deep scar he carries on his muzzle recall his last escape from a high security building, a structure created specifically to house him, financed by a wealthy gentleman who wished to keep it as a pet.
After he has shown his strenght of will, the shamans decided to give him a great blessing: the shape, body and strenght of the Great Ancestor, Primordials. With his enormous fangs and body he is now going to take revenge on all man, and slaughter all enemies that dare to invade his lands.
--------------------------------------------------------------|| Demiurgos' Reign v || Start of Vulgaris' Reign ^ ||
Drought and Fires-The Cannibal King
Months passed. Almost an entire year with no water nor rain to grant the savannah its own survival. Everything turned dry, hot, and desolate. Even the heavenly oasis where Demiurgos started his pide, got silently devoured by the nearby desert, now, they are forced to live with very few water, and lionesses are now hunting in desertic areas. With the food being scarce, Demiurgos had to kill every single member of the pride that didnt contribute in hunting, protecting or was too weak to survive any longer. They also made the harsh decidion to... eat, those pride members that were considered too weak.
After Demiurgos tried the taste of lion meat, he started to become more and more aggressive, forcing lionesses to breed even outside heat and killing every single male that dared to enter his lands. He alwyays have been an harsh and cruel king, but this dry season changed him deeply. He was feared and respected, even the hyenas started to leave their newborn pups in his lands so that he could eat them, a sort of 'sacrifice' to keep Demiurgos away from their clan.
One night, the King started to dream about a Primal, a gigantic one with enormous fangs and the power of ten males combined together. Boiroos Ra.
He came to him and stood strong. It was.. a vision. The brutal male started to speak, his voice was deep and rough, similiar to his own. ''I've watched you for many moons.'' He stated, looking down to him from his taller stature. ''Now, since I saw you are ready to taste one of your own kind' flesh, me and my father Ras'Tafari
decided to grant you a great blessing, our strenght, our honor and the respect a conqueror deserves. You will be granted with the Fangs of the Cannibal. These will bring a good omen and make your Pride survive the harsh Desert.'' He stated as his father Tafari came and looked up at Demiurgos, his eyes full of power and ambition. The black lion so started to talk, ''We were the Kings of these lands, before the drought killed both of us. But our blood still runs in your pride, many of the lionesses in your harem is my son' descendant. Now listed carefully, because for us to grant you our blessing, you must do something in exchange. Tomorrow, when the Sun touches the far away dunes of the desert, leave your lioness go away, let her go East. There, she will meet a lion, his name is Hewa.
He is my last direct and surviving descendant, my last opportunity to reincarnate. Let her breed with him, and once she comes back, she'll give birth to a cub, a male. You will know that it will be me.'' He finished and took a few steps backwards as Demiurgos felt his jaws trembling, enormous tusks started to grow slowly, as his skull started to change. It was invisible tho, and the fangs will only appear in a few days.
When Demiurgos woke up, he found himself weak and hungry, he noticed at the end that he had slept for two entire days, and took a few to recover his strenght.
After a while, he met the perfect lioness to send East to the last surviving descendant of the Kings that once ruled these desertic lands. As he told her what to do, he waited for two months until the female finally came back, pregnant. Once the cub was born, the entire pride celebrated the re-birth of an ancestor. Ras'Tafari was now alive, and his whisper took the body of the cub as his new vessel. The last descendants of this great King met the cub with great pleasure and respect, one day, the cub will help Demiurgos lead the Pride, and keep both their bloodlines alive.
Drought and Fires - Wangari
Days have passed, the Pride has grown in numbers and as the Civil War ended, everything seemed to get calmer. With the absence of his father, demiurgos knew it would take an entire year before he could see him again, but that didnt bothered him too much. They both had stuff to do, a Pride to protect and a land to watch over.
This was the moment for a new pride member to join. A leoponess named Wangari
, a wonderful female that Demiurgos found captured by poachers, had joined him as one of his wives. When he found her, she was all injured and weak, barely capable of even trying to escape. Having the help of his skilled huntresses, Demiurgos managed to kill all the poachers. No one of them managed to even escape. It was a bloody mess. But at least, the leoponess was brought back safe and sound.
explained that his father and mother were forced to breed together, since the humans did want to sell her to a zoo in the North. Her story was... terrible. Demiurgos felt anger and hate raising inside him, for those humans that dare to came into his lands and do such a cruel thing. He welcomed her in his pride, in excange, Wangari promised to teach more about the humans and their weaknesses.
Son to a Leopardess and Apedemak, Demiurgos was adopted by Sakura and her mate Gingerleaf, after they found him covered in dust and left by himself in the depths of a jungle, devoured by a past fire.
The cub survived thanks to the help of his father, but his mother didnt make it, in the moment she was carrying her cub between her jaws, trying to escape the fire, her body was crushed by a log devoured by flames.
As a newborn, Demi was hopeless. In that moment, his father show mercy for his life and let him being covered by a special stardust, that kept the flames from killing him.
The day after, Sakura found him, and decided to adopt him as one of her sons, alongside her mate, Gingerleaf.
Despite being born from the union between a God and a mortal leopardess, Demiurgos did not inherit any of his father's powers. But, thanks to his grace, he granted his son an incredible fertility, unlikely normal male hybrids. His lion genes override the leopard' ones, ensuring him strenght, and an healthy body. But giving him also some of the leopard agility, and the usual rosette covering his body.
As a cub, Demiurgo grew fast, and without many siblings to play with, he decided to leave on his own once he reached adulthood. Demi was used to come back once in a while, to greet his parents, until... they told him where they found him.
As he learned about his past, and the incredible way he survived, he knew only the gods could know about his past, and where he came from.
He traveled back to his home lands, now, a prosperous jungle grew out of the ashes, as he followed his parents' instructions to get there. Looking around him, he managed to create a path beneath the tall grass the the thick bushes, making it to the other side of the jungle. An enormous savannah opened before his eyes, a land full of life, prey, and with a scarce amount of hyenas. It was weird that no other lion pride seemed to be there, maybe because on the other side there was a desert, and it managed to keep away all the others from this unusual oasis.
Demiurgos decided to go ahead, until... one evening, he spotted a lioness, who's scent was...strange. He never smelt something like that before. When he decided to greet her, Demi learnt she was named Tefnut, and with her unusual pelt color, more like taking the colors from the sunset, he tought she might have something to do with.. the sky? That was impossible.
As he contiuned to meet her over time, he learnt it was true. She was one of the lionesses prefered by the Celestial god, Apedemak. It was a shock when he finally met him. But now, he wasnt in his best shape. All his powers, or well, part of them was gone. After they met each other, Apedemak couldnt resist by telling him the truth. He was his son. His direct and only descendant that was still alive. All the others were being murdered by the fire lords in the War that made Apedemak lose so much of his strenght. Now, his only hope was to create a new breed, the Divine.
But how? Simple. Demiurgos' father explained that with an army of Divine lions, there would be no more threat to his pride. And the only way to give birth to this new breed was by... breeding. Only the most pure Skyward lioness could match Apedemak's Celestial genes. And indeed, one of Demi's half-sisters was indeed a Skyward.
In the lion world, inbreeding is more than common. So it didnt seem bad for Demiurgos himself. The problem was, a strong male, one of these Fire Lords, called Apollyon had claimed her, and she ended up seeing him as her mate. Apedemak tought that with a strong son like Demiurgos, they could finally chase away this intruder and give birth to the Divines.
So they begun the training. Knowing your enemy was the best way to get to win, and they were prepared to kill him if necessary. Demiurgos was born with a very strong whisper, capable to contain many others and channel them into another body. He learnt it while he trained with his father. This way, when the stars in the sky aligned, the ritual begun and with all the power gathered by the two, Apedemak became a True God, having back all his powers.
Now the Fire Lords were just small ants compared to his power. But cleaning the lands from them was necessary to bring back Menhit, the Skyward lioness to her rightful mate. Demiurgos managed to chase him far away from these lands, but before he could truly escape, he was killed coldly in a turbulent fight with Demi. After that, Demiurgos brought back Menhit to her father after he discovered her hidden cave, and once he got to Apedemak, he rewarded his son with a great power to control the stars when they fall from the sky, giving him the possibility to incinerate whatever challenger that might try to bring chaos into his lands.
Days, weeks, months have passed. Demiurgos has his own pride now, situated in this prosperous oasis between the desert. One night, Apedemak appeared again to him, with a cub carefully hold by it's scruff. A Divine.
The Celestial lion placed the small cub in front of Demi, and spoke. "This is my daughter and mine's firstborn. A pure, virgin Divine."
Demiurgos was shocked and excited. It was a monumental experience to meet the first of the Divines. He looked up at his father, as he sensed his mouth to open again. "..She is a female. And I granted her a great blessing: a Duble Uterus. I learnt this rare spell from the ancient Egyptian Goddess of Fertility. This is the best way to grant the gene to pass down, and I've decided that you must give her her first litter once she's ready. You will raise her with your lionesses. Her name is Koritto
"Thank you Father." Demiurgos answered, keeping the small female between his massive paws.
"You deserved it, son. But dont worry. Ill be back once in a while to bring you more gifts for your pride. And once your vessel breaks, you will be awaken in my Celestial Kingdom as my Heir."
BOIROOS RA REIGN
One year passed. New blood took its place among the pride, and after Albyreas' death, everyone stayed quiet for a few weeks. She was one of the most important lionesses and, one of Boiroos' favourite females. Him and his wives brought her in the open savannah, leaving her corpse buried underground. they made a short cerimony for her, and after that, Boiroos Ra decided to breed his and Albyreas' daughter, to give a chance to her spirito to reincarnate in her own daughter's belly. sadly, the cubs have born deformed, and most of them, weak. The King has decided to kill them quickly, to spare them the suffering. He will keep breeding her tho, as she became one of his favourite ladies, for being so similiar to her mother.
Beside that, Aphrodisia gave a lot of truble to the King to manage. Because of his short temper, it made him become mad. Being so jealous of his females, the few times he could catch one of these males, he would castrate them and leave them eyeless. A bit exagerate you may say, but this is all true. His females always try to save those poor males, but when they do, its considered betrayal, and its harshly punished.
The reign of Terror continues....
Time passes. Moons and moons after the day the new King took his father's throne, the Great Hunger finished after the great battle against the Hyenas. Boiroos Ra killed heartlessy the queen, and decided to devour every single son or daughter of her, even pups, to fill hyena's hearts with fear, making sure they will NEVER come back to his lands once more. He managed to do a thing that even his father wasnt able to do, back in the days when he ruled. He made the Hyenas worship him as a God of Death. Now, they bring their pups as offers to him, abandoning them in his lands....
Years passed, and the lands were becoming even more dry and empty of life. The days when Kauthnark was still here were only a distant memory for the entire pride, except for Nguvu, that meet his new sibling, Boiroos. The King Tafari made them fight to the death, at the end, Nguvu was forced to submit, and got castrated. This, was the condition that imposed the winner, Boiroos Ra, the next rightful King, the most strong of Tafari's offspring, to him. The other option? Death. By making sure his brother never passes down his genes, Boiroos Ra started to breed with the lionesses, even if most of them were not in heat. He had to make sure they were aware they had to accept him as the new undisputed and feared King. By choosing his next wives, Boiroos killed and devoured the ones that refused to submit or didnt matched his expectations.
The new Reign of Terror has begun.
Three, long years have passed, the Great Hunger made it's victims among these dry lands. Many of the cubs died of hunger, along by their mothers and siblings. A new King took the throne, after the old Ras'Tafari decided to let one of his sons to reach power and breed with his lionesses. The Reign of Boiroos Ra, the Cannibal
He survived thanks to the many rogues that crossed his father's territory: Boiroos always prefered to feed on another lion's flesh, instead of mere carcasses. These poor rogues, composed of males, females, and even cubs, were devoured by him, one by one. Everything that crosses his path can be his next meal.
THE BIRTH OF BOIROOS RA
Boiroos, his birth made the whole pride surprise. His enormous size and his alredy developed canines were surely amazing and uncommon for a cub of his age, but.. this is not the real motivation that made the entire harem to wake up early that cold and dry day. It was the 14th Year of the Tafari Era, and the Great Hunger has begun: 5 months have passed and food keep to disappear. The cub, was laying along with her mother when she noticed that... along with Boiroos, some small bones appeared, were that...his brothers? Did he....ate them?!
Krumatha was unsure on what to do. Ras was becoming older and, when he saw his newest son, he decided to make him his heir, strong and heartless, a pure devastator... a Cannibal. Like him. Only the Strong ones must survive. The Weak, should be eaten by crows.
At his death everyone was there. Both his sons and wives gave a great respect to this great ruler. The male, when everyone tought he couldnt do much more other than resting up his favourite rock, impregnated one of the lionesses, and gave birth to his last cubs. It was a good litter, and his daughter seemed to be very strong, and would bring good genes to the pride, now that his powerful son was in charge. When he died, the news spreaded across the lands in a very short time, getting to the hyena's ears. they tried to invade back the territory, but found someone even worse than Tafari. All their pups were slain and eaten, their leaders devoured and every male castrated.
"Reign of terror has begun."
Tafari passed a long after that event, leaving those lands to his son to expand, monika, his last daughter, got killed by a group of hyenas, when she was found to be out of the territory. she was carrying his own brother's cubs, and since the moment he forced her to breed, the female started to try and escape from there. once she got far from the territory, he was found by an entire hyena clan during the great hunger, and was devoured by them. Nothing was there when some lionesses went to look for her, everyone tought she was dead, maybe eaten by crocodiles.
Today Ras'Tafari made to kill up to 500 hyenas around the lands. All their skulls fills a pit at the center of His lands. Killing that useless scavengers helps him cleaning the lands and feed the entire pride. But not only hyenas. Their diet is composed by leopards, cheetas and lions too. The King especially likes to eat the unwhorty, the weak, that brings dishonor to his own race. Ras'Tafari eats everything that moves. Nothing can stop his hunger. Humans cant escape either.
The Eternal Winter has finally ended in the great lands of Africa. Ras'Tafari, along with the Winter, is near to the end of his reign. Nguvu, the male promised to his father's throne, has found himself replaced by one of his new brothers, Boiroos. He has been choosen by his father Ras to take the throne when he get too old to spread his seed again. The cub was born from the same mother as Kauthnark, Krumatha. She gave Ras a good heir, but now, the entire harem has been engaged by the King to protect the prince against his many, many brothers. Ras'Tafari said that, if someone would ever touch the prince, the same pain would be inflicted to the entire pride, duplicated, and the one that dared to harm the Prince would be eaten, yes, eaten, by the pride and left his bones to the hyenas.
Ras'Tafari is getting old, and after his son leaved the pride, many cubs have died, both from the colder atmosphere, or by their father's jaws. He is now waiting for his new sons and daughters's birth, from Seith, Albyreas and Teenja. He hopes those three females will give him a better heir than Nguvu, since he had a fight with him some days ago, the young male was complaining at challenging his father to take over the throne. Tafari appreciates when his son challenges him tho, it will keep them both strong and ready for a rogue attack. But Nhuvu is not enough strong to claim the rights to be king. Not now, at least. Beside that, Tafari doesnt know whan this winter will end. It has last around one year and five months by now, and the snow is keeping falling from the sky, making the grass die and the lakes and rivers freeze. Heonly hopes his heir will survive this winter, along with his harem.
Tafari was patrolling the borders that dusky afternoon, when he felt a bite of cold air coming from the northern territoryes. He raised his head to sniff some cold breeze, until something icy had posed on his nose. Was it the ashes that the lionesses told him about? He continued his journey until he met a couple of albinoid animals, all at once. After killing most of them and bringing back their corpses to the pride, the King tought that their pelts may be a good play-ground for his cubs. The same day he encountred a strange feline: a Jaguar, that tried to mate one of his lionesses. After capturing him, he was brought back to the main camp so the entire pride culd 'play' with him. he got in a bloody mess, and to finish him off, the King castrated him and ripped his pelt off his body to make a fine bodywear for one ofhis lovely females.
It was a cold morning, Tafari was growing stronger and stronger, raising his new brood of cubs, all around him, his sons and daughters were playing while he was chilling on the top of his favourite rock, where he could watch over the entire pride. He made the lionesses work hard this month: they hunted a large amount of food, it will last for at least 10 months. December was getting near and the most old lionesses told him about the legend of the 'snow'. It seemed like, all the savannah will be covered by this kind of cold ashes, bringing strange, white animals out o their dens.
Ras'Tafari had killed many of his own blood. All the ones that didnt satifed him meet the same fate, and there are only three cubs that are alive now: Nguvu, the Future King, Tafari's First-Born full of strenght, will soon reach adolescence. His opponent, Kauthnark, is younger, but soon they will fight against each other to take over the pride, once their father expires his last breath.
2017-02-13 The Beginning
He is one of the many Apollyon's offspring, born from a small litter from an unknown lioness, he was found to be completely covered by flames, that didnt burn him. As he had grown up, he filled his heart with power and strenght. He is as vicious as hearthless at ruling his prould Kingdom. He doesnt mind killing his own precious females if those dont give him strong and healty offspring, or fail at hunt.
The few that survives in his pride however have the best life they could get. Food of all kinds, lot of shadow and a strong male that protects the territory from all kind rogues. Life inside the pride could be hard, but it can be terrifying for the weakest.
Rogue lions' pelts that have been killed by the vicious King can be found in his cave, giving him a soft spot to sleep. Many of their skulls are at the borders, covered by Tafari's strong scent, that keeps the most clever rogues away. The others, will decore his cave.
Art For my Kings!