You're hunting for food as you explore new territory, driven by the scent of a fresh kill just outside your borders, a free meal is always good. But as you wandered further and further away, your curiosity is piqued as the scent seemed to lead into a vast, dark plains, all the plantlife burnt away into husks, the ash underfoot was coarse and painful to walk on, old ruins worn away to time dotted the horizons, an uneasy feeling settled over you as you glanced at them, an ancient fear pulsing through your veins. Flames seemed to dance in the shadows, and the heat was excruciating, yet at this point, there seemed to be an unexplainable pull, it was like the environment itself was pulling you in, making it impossible to even think of turning back.. Like your movements were not your own.
Being driven on by this unknown force, you push forward through the ashes, the delicious scent getting closer and closer.
Smoke seemed to block out the sky, it was so thick that you could barely see further than your own paws, and no sunlight shone in this place.
The thick black smoke seeming to play tricks on your mind as you wandered deeper into the abyss, any sign of plantlife dead and burnt, no birds chirping, no quiet breeze, nothing, pure silence, or so you thought.
A putrid smell hits your nostrils, a stench of sulfur, decay, and blood, so potent that your head begins to pound and ache, a low ringing noise splits through your ears as you frantically look around, fear beginning to course into your veins.
You suddenly realize the presence of hundreds, maybe thousands of shadowy shapes, all contorting and writhing, all groaning and wailing eerily. An eldritch red light seeped through the smoke. Looking up at the sky, a pitch black starless night, unholy embers floating in the air, the moon was blood red, a demonic mist emanating from it.
A figure walks out from the mist and shadows, their eyes were burning with hellish fire, it felt like they were staring into your very soul, like you're gazing into the depths of hell. With a blackened, cracked and burning pelt, the creature looked like it belonged in the darkest depths of hell, a demonic black aura surrounded it, ash and embers flaking off of it. It seemed to be made out of pure shadows, along with having unnaturally long, wickedly curved fangs, pulled permanently back in a terrifying grin, large, shimmering black wings with corrupt 'feathers ' that looked more like pure unholy energy. The most uncanny part was that one side of the demon's face was obscured by a strange black mass, seeming to loosely resemble flowers. The slightly translucent demon was far larger and lankier than any lion you have seen. It just stared at you, dead still and completely silent.
You're frozen with fear, the ringing in your ears growing louder and louder, then, the creature spoke, in an echoing, ghostly and demonic voice, the sound of hundreds of unintelligible whispers and embers backed the creature's voice. Their tone was cracked and strained, an unrecognisable deep accent heavy in their voice, not female nor male, seeming to have the ring of both. "What are you doing here, Lion?" You can't speak, suddenly coming to your wits, but feeling that you still can't move, you look around and see that you are trapped by a whirling ring of fire, the flames seemed to be circling around you, the heat singed your fur and burnt your skin, and any time you got near it, it burnt deep wounds into your flesh with unnatural heat..
Suddenly, the 'lion' is in front of you, bloody liquid seeping down their face, their long and vicious teeth inches away from your face.
It spoke once again, this time with a booming, distorted and deep unnatural snarl, hundreds of different voices all screeching in your ears
"Tell me, 'king Y/N' are you afraid to die?"
With fear pounding in your chest, as you whipped around frantically, looking for any escape, the demon's presence seemed to suffocate you, and almost.. Hypnotize you. As it just looked like it was going to sink it's razorsharp fangs into you, it vaporized along with the burning circle.
You begin to run as fast as you can, your eyes wild with fear and heart pounding dangerously fast in your heart, the wails of death still ringing in your ears.
You never felt the same after this experience, even when your wounds healed, you felt eternally.. Trapped and empty, like your very soul had been chained to this demon, like layers of it is being peeled off every waking moment.. And a hunger growing deep inside you, not like any hunger you've experienced before, something far more sinister.. A hunger to kill, a hunger for souls.
You now know why that creature let you live that day, for they never truly let you go, and that even death would not free you.
𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖌𝖔𝖉𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖇𝖊𝖊𝖓
𝕮𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖐𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖘𝖊𝖊𝖓
𝕳𝖊𝖗 𝖚𝖓𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖆𝖓 𝖔𝖈𝖊𝖆𝖓 𝖔𝖋 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉
𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖇𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖉, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖞𝖔𝖚
𝕿𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖇𝖞 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖎𝖉𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊
𝕱𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖚𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖑 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖘𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉
𝕬𝖓 𝖎𝖒𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖑 𝖑𝖎𝖊..
'Dark' or demonic decor, skull decors, etc.
*Skulls* (Preferably ones I don't already own, check my showcase.)
Buffy balls/Lion scrotes
Any breeding items
Hey. Welcome to my den, you can call me Umbra, Amaryllis, or any variation of that! ^^
I'm just a woman with a love for reptiles, vulture culture, mineral collecting, music, and much more. I currently own a Leopard gecko and a Crested gecko.
I also love to talk about bands and music, give me a pm. I don't bite, (Much.)
With that said, I can be unintentionally rude or abrasive at times, please don't take it personally, I'm pretty awful with socialising and a huge introvert.
~Genres I like~
And much Much
Looking to bulk buy fodder, PM me if interested. ^^