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Good evening, everyone. Below you will find multiple prompts that deal in beautiful, backstabbing betrayal and manipulation. If any of them capture your attention, you are free to PM me at any time~
Tenebria and Lumen, two women who were born on the same day, at the same exact time, and were immediately intertwined as living beings. In the Tsurellian Empire, there is no conventional "King and Queen" like you may expect. Here, the spirits of yin and yang are reincarnated again, and again, and again, endlessly in different types of people. These people are usually then taken in by the current standing Royal Unity, and they are raised from a young age to understand they are two parts of a whole, and need to be together to keep the balance of light and darkness within the empire. Tenebria was born with jet black hair, deep red eyes, and the yang symbol on the palm of her right hand. Lumen, born with hair as white as snow, bright emerald green eyes, and the yin symbol on her left hand. Together they were Yin and Yang... Light and Dark... The physical embodiments of good and evil, and they needed to be united in their lives so that chaos does not overrun the empire. And due to the circumstances of their lives and who they are, they were sort of forced to become friends, spending basically every minute of every day with one another as they went through years and years of studying and training. Now both women are 22 years old, and stand atop the Unity Palace for a ceremony that dates back centuries. The prior Royal Union is to pass down their dual throne to the new Royal Union, who will take over as the guiding force over Tsurellian and continue to lead this great empire into prosperity. Everything was going according to plan... The prior Union gave speeches and transferred their yin and yang necklaces to the heirs, and then the heirs were each given time to speak. Lumen spoke about how truly honored she was to be in this position, and swore to continue doing right by the Tsurellian people, following in the footsteps of the Unity Pairs who came before her and Tenebria. Tenebria took the stand next, but her words were short, abrupt, and confusing to all in attendance...
"Tonight, on the night of all nights... The Tsurellian Empire dies."
Suddenly, dozens of giant black portals opened across the main city where the ceremony was held, and hundreds upon hundreds of horrific hellspawns of all shapes and sizes spilled out into the streets, slaughtering as many citizens as they could get their hands on. The Prior Unity tried to intervene, but they were quickly subdued and slaughtered by Tenebria, who to the shock and horror of Lumen and those who saw it, was wielding chaos magic. Chaos magic was the art of the unholy and damned, something that neither she or any mortal was supposed to use. Lumen was stunned and confused, and slightly traumatized as she watched the Prior Unity, who were like a second set of parents to she and Tenebria, be torn apart by hellacious chaos magic. Her body instinctively moved, running at Tenebria to at least try stopping her... But in a sudden twist of her body, Tenebria had her hand around Lumen's throat, and threw her carelessly over the balcony, and her body falling almost 100 feet to the courtyard below. The yin energy within Lumen's body was able to keep her alive, but she still suffered serious injuries. She wanted to help those around her, her people for whom she was supposed to protect, but she could not do much in her current state, so she stumbled away and fled. Meanwhile, Tenebria stood tall and proud on the ledge of the balcony, looking down as the hellspawns painted the capitol city blood red. Tenebria extended her arms outward, and began to chant in tongues, the language of Hell. Her body was slowly cocooned in a sea of chaos magic, forming a large sphere around her. She just floated there within it for several minutes before the magic finally dissipated, and a new form of Tenebria stood tall. She was clearly no longer human... Instead some sort of human & hellspawn hybrid, wielding an additional set of arms, all four now dawning long razor sharp claws... Her teeth were similar to those of a great white shark... She sprouted two sets of wings from her spine, a plague-like black color as they extended outward, almost dripping a liquid form of chaos magic out from them as jet black feathers sprouted across them. Tenebria is now significantly taller as well, and her skin was a charcoal grey mixed with a tiny bit of purple... Two black horns sprouted out on both sides of her skull, and her eyes were now pure black with two small purple irises in the middle. Tenebria had been reborn by the twisted chaos magic of Hell, and she was now the Queen of Hell...
In the days that followed, her hellspawns tore through the entire Tsurellian Empire as it once was, destroying Unity statues and buildings, slaughtering detractors and people close to the past Unity Pairs, and establishing large Hellspores around the new Hellebrian Empire. These Hellspores would be where ordinary humans, from captured slaves to citizens of this empire, would have chaos magic forced into their bodies, converting them into Hellspawns themselves. Tenebria, Goddess of Above and Below, demolished the Unity thrones and had a new one built from the still damp bones of those who have been slaughtered. This was her empire now, and hers alone. No Lumen, no Unity Pairs, no nothing. Just she, the Hellspawns, and whatever other beings and monstrosities who wish to come to the surface from Hell. Nobody who survived the initial waves of slaughter knows what happened to Lumen. Some say she died from the fall, others speculate that she was consumed by Tenebria to keep her permanently out of the picture. In reality, she was kept deep, deep, deep below the palace in a very small, very damp and depressing prison cell. She was shackled and chained 24/7, had her Yin necklace, the source of her powers, taken away, and the Yin symbol from the palm of her hand was carved out by Tenebria with a knife. She wanted to keep Lumen as both a pet, and as a message... Nobody is strong enough or safe enough to stop what she has become...
It would truly take a miracle for someone, or any group in general, to even stand a chance against Tenebria and free the people of this once great empire...
"Tonight, on the night of all nights... The Tsurellian Empire dies."
Suddenly, dozens of giant black portals opened across the main city where the ceremony was held, and hundreds upon hundreds of horrific hellspawns of all shapes and sizes spilled out into the streets, slaughtering as many citizens as they could get their hands on. The Prior Unity tried to intervene, but they were quickly subdued and slaughtered by Tenebria, who to the shock and horror of Lumen and those who saw it, was wielding chaos magic. Chaos magic was the art of the unholy and damned, something that neither she or any mortal was supposed to use. Lumen was stunned and confused, and slightly traumatized as she watched the Prior Unity, who were like a second set of parents to she and Tenebria, be torn apart by hellacious chaos magic. Her body instinctively moved, running at Tenebria to at least try stopping her... But in a sudden twist of her body, Tenebria had her hand around Lumen's throat, and threw her carelessly over the balcony, and her body falling almost 100 feet to the courtyard below. The yin energy within Lumen's body was able to keep her alive, but she still suffered serious injuries. She wanted to help those around her, her people for whom she was supposed to protect, but she could not do much in her current state, so she stumbled away and fled. Meanwhile, Tenebria stood tall and proud on the ledge of the balcony, looking down as the hellspawns painted the capitol city blood red. Tenebria extended her arms outward, and began to chant in tongues, the language of Hell. Her body was slowly cocooned in a sea of chaos magic, forming a large sphere around her. She just floated there within it for several minutes before the magic finally dissipated, and a new form of Tenebria stood tall. She was clearly no longer human... Instead some sort of human & hellspawn hybrid, wielding an additional set of arms, all four now dawning long razor sharp claws... Her teeth were similar to those of a great white shark... She sprouted two sets of wings from her spine, a plague-like black color as they extended outward, almost dripping a liquid form of chaos magic out from them as jet black feathers sprouted across them. Tenebria is now significantly taller as well, and her skin was a charcoal grey mixed with a tiny bit of purple... Two black horns sprouted out on both sides of her skull, and her eyes were now pure black with two small purple irises in the middle. Tenebria had been reborn by the twisted chaos magic of Hell, and she was now the Queen of Hell...
In the days that followed, her hellspawns tore through the entire Tsurellian Empire as it once was, destroying Unity statues and buildings, slaughtering detractors and people close to the past Unity Pairs, and establishing large Hellspores around the new Hellebrian Empire. These Hellspores would be where ordinary humans, from captured slaves to citizens of this empire, would have chaos magic forced into their bodies, converting them into Hellspawns themselves. Tenebria, Goddess of Above and Below, demolished the Unity thrones and had a new one built from the still damp bones of those who have been slaughtered. This was her empire now, and hers alone. No Lumen, no Unity Pairs, no nothing. Just she, the Hellspawns, and whatever other beings and monstrosities who wish to come to the surface from Hell. Nobody who survived the initial waves of slaughter knows what happened to Lumen. Some say she died from the fall, others speculate that she was consumed by Tenebria to keep her permanently out of the picture. In reality, she was kept deep, deep, deep below the palace in a very small, very damp and depressing prison cell. She was shackled and chained 24/7, had her Yin necklace, the source of her powers, taken away, and the Yin symbol from the palm of her hand was carved out by Tenebria with a knife. She wanted to keep Lumen as both a pet, and as a message... Nobody is strong enough or safe enough to stop what she has become...
It would truly take a miracle for someone, or any group in general, to even stand a chance against Tenebria and free the people of this once great empire...
Princess Gwendolyn McMichael, at the oh so young human age of 22, had big shoes to fill when her parents both tragically passed away due to foodborne illness, leaving their only daughter behind to take the reins of the kingdom. Gwendolyn was fairly unprepared, but at least she had the High Royal Knight, a woman named Jessica, at her side to help her. Before the passing of her parents, Gwendolyn spent most of her free time picking flowers, attending various stage shows and listening to the music of the local people, so she had to learn fast and on the fly. She was very thankful to have Jessica at her side, as Jessica had been with her parents for over a decade now, since Jessica was an 18 year old combat prodigy. However, all was not well within the Kingdom for long... With the death of the King and Queen, those who dwelled in the darkness sought to stage a coup and claim the throne. They did so by promising unfathomable power and control to one special person... Someone who could manipulate the princess into making rulings that secretly favored them... Into passing rules and law that aided their grand scheme... They promised the world, and the powers of their fallen Dark God... To High Royal Knight Jessica... And she accepted.
After many, many months of dozens of dark mages and elves working behind the scenes, lurking in the shadows to concoct their plan, they finally unleashed an onslaught against the palace... Summoning dozens of powerful demonic entities that existed completely under the control of the mages and elves, they tore through the royal army with ease, who Jessica had intentionally set up to be drastically unprepared when the attack began, leaving them vulnerable and easy to slaughter. Jessica put on a faux panic, rushing the Princess to "safety" down various winding pathways and corridors... And right into the grasp on the dark mages, who hit the Princess with a sneak attack, binding her limbs with dark chaos shackles, and a collar around her throat... And a glistening dark chain handed off to Jessica.
In just a few short days, the kingdom as it was known had fallen, and the Dark Order claimed complete control. They paraded Princess Gwendolyn through the streets in her shackles, showing that their beloved Princess and leader had fallen... A grand ceremony was soon held, where the Dark Mages and Elves used an ancient spell to resurrect the power of their long fallen God, and imbue Jessica with it. Her body transformed before the very eyes of the people... Her skin turned an almost sickly, charcoal grey color, twisted horns growing out the side of her skull, razor sharp fangs and claws, abyssal black eyes with purple irises, and hellacious black wings that grew out from her back. She was now a God among the people, and commanded their respect and worship if they wished to live. And in the months that followed, all forms of religion were destroyed within the kingdom, replaced with The Testament of The Resurrected God, the entire history of the Dark Order and their new God Jessica, renamed Jessaphaline. She commanded the public execution of all detractors and former loyalists to the royal family, and ordered for all dragons to be slaughtered. Dragons of all forms were extremely important to the kingdom, being protectors and partners to many. It took many months, but in the end, almost all dragons across the land were slaughtered, but a select few were taken back as slaves for Jessaphaline and her loyalists.
Two whole years after Jessaphaline's reign of dark horrors had begun, the very last "free" dragon had fallen and been captured. Its name was Gymir, an amphithere who has no arms or legs, only wings and a more serpent-like style of movement. The Gymir name translates to "protector" and "engulfer", which is fitting given how she is/was the longest dragon to exist at just over 100 feet long, and roughly 4 feet wide. Her wings are quite large and covered in soft white feathers, while the remainder of her body is composed of pure white scales with a thin band of sapphire blue scales twirling around her body. Gymir is the only known dragon capable of using ice breath, as opposed to fire or lightning. She can release a wide burst of extreme cold and razor sharp ice shards, or she can channel her power into a larger, more concentrated ball of ice. Many used to love Gymir, and found beauty in how her sapphire scales would shine and glisten with blue light as she used her ice powers... But now, the defeated and captured Gymir has reverted into a weaker humanoid form. Her human body was that of an early 20's woman, snow white hair flowing down to the middle of her back, and even it having a thin swirl of sapphire blue mixed in. Gymir was actually a close friend of Gwendolyn, and it broke her heart to see what Jessaphaline did to her and the kingdom.
But alas, Gymir could no longer fight... Her body was scarred and weak, and she was sentenced to a new life of enslavement by the Dark Order. Gymir was to be weaponized for their own desires, and to ensure her compliance, she, like all other captured dragons, had a Dark Magical collar crafted and secured around her throat. It would greatly harm Gymir with electricity if she even tried to use her ice, and allowed her future owner/trainer to punish her with electricity on command. As fate would have it, Gymir found herself set to be the personal dragon slave to Persephaline, who is actually Jessaphaline's hand picked protege. Persephaline was destined to inherit the Fallen God's powers whenever Jessaphaline's human body became too weak to contain it any longer. Persephaline was quite the wicked young woman herself, only being 18-20 years old and quite a brat, but all of this was still so new to her. She had to force herself to be wicked and cruel, and was often corrected by Jessaphaline and ordered to be more cruel and more harsh in various situations. Jessaphaline told her that if she could domesticate and enslave Gymir, she would prove to be fully, unquestionably worthy of inheriting the power of the Fallen God...
Gymir had no intention of rolling over and becoming some brats weapon, of course.
So, my idea for this at least is perhaps a tale of enemies becoming allies, potentially even lovers in the end, as the cruel but unexpected Persephaline encounters the defiant personality that is the dragon Gymir, in her human form. There would be much push and pull between the two as they butted heads... Gymir being defiant and condescending, yet also trying to convince Persephaline that the path she is on is wrong. Persephaline ends up stuck between two worlds, her old life and what Gymir says, and the promise of godly power and worship that Jessaphaline says she is due to inherit. Does this end in Gymir being beaten into unwilling submission, or with Persephaline betraying the new Dark God and freeing the kingdom from her radical reign? That's for us to decide~
After many, many months of dozens of dark mages and elves working behind the scenes, lurking in the shadows to concoct their plan, they finally unleashed an onslaught against the palace... Summoning dozens of powerful demonic entities that existed completely under the control of the mages and elves, they tore through the royal army with ease, who Jessica had intentionally set up to be drastically unprepared when the attack began, leaving them vulnerable and easy to slaughter. Jessica put on a faux panic, rushing the Princess to "safety" down various winding pathways and corridors... And right into the grasp on the dark mages, who hit the Princess with a sneak attack, binding her limbs with dark chaos shackles, and a collar around her throat... And a glistening dark chain handed off to Jessica.
In just a few short days, the kingdom as it was known had fallen, and the Dark Order claimed complete control. They paraded Princess Gwendolyn through the streets in her shackles, showing that their beloved Princess and leader had fallen... A grand ceremony was soon held, where the Dark Mages and Elves used an ancient spell to resurrect the power of their long fallen God, and imbue Jessica with it. Her body transformed before the very eyes of the people... Her skin turned an almost sickly, charcoal grey color, twisted horns growing out the side of her skull, razor sharp fangs and claws, abyssal black eyes with purple irises, and hellacious black wings that grew out from her back. She was now a God among the people, and commanded their respect and worship if they wished to live. And in the months that followed, all forms of religion were destroyed within the kingdom, replaced with The Testament of The Resurrected God, the entire history of the Dark Order and their new God Jessica, renamed Jessaphaline. She commanded the public execution of all detractors and former loyalists to the royal family, and ordered for all dragons to be slaughtered. Dragons of all forms were extremely important to the kingdom, being protectors and partners to many. It took many months, but in the end, almost all dragons across the land were slaughtered, but a select few were taken back as slaves for Jessaphaline and her loyalists.
Two whole years after Jessaphaline's reign of dark horrors had begun, the very last "free" dragon had fallen and been captured. Its name was Gymir, an amphithere who has no arms or legs, only wings and a more serpent-like style of movement. The Gymir name translates to "protector" and "engulfer", which is fitting given how she is/was the longest dragon to exist at just over 100 feet long, and roughly 4 feet wide. Her wings are quite large and covered in soft white feathers, while the remainder of her body is composed of pure white scales with a thin band of sapphire blue scales twirling around her body. Gymir is the only known dragon capable of using ice breath, as opposed to fire or lightning. She can release a wide burst of extreme cold and razor sharp ice shards, or she can channel her power into a larger, more concentrated ball of ice. Many used to love Gymir, and found beauty in how her sapphire scales would shine and glisten with blue light as she used her ice powers... But now, the defeated and captured Gymir has reverted into a weaker humanoid form. Her human body was that of an early 20's woman, snow white hair flowing down to the middle of her back, and even it having a thin swirl of sapphire blue mixed in. Gymir was actually a close friend of Gwendolyn, and it broke her heart to see what Jessaphaline did to her and the kingdom.
But alas, Gymir could no longer fight... Her body was scarred and weak, and she was sentenced to a new life of enslavement by the Dark Order. Gymir was to be weaponized for their own desires, and to ensure her compliance, she, like all other captured dragons, had a Dark Magical collar crafted and secured around her throat. It would greatly harm Gymir with electricity if she even tried to use her ice, and allowed her future owner/trainer to punish her with electricity on command. As fate would have it, Gymir found herself set to be the personal dragon slave to Persephaline, who is actually Jessaphaline's hand picked protege. Persephaline was destined to inherit the Fallen God's powers whenever Jessaphaline's human body became too weak to contain it any longer. Persephaline was quite the wicked young woman herself, only being 18-20 years old and quite a brat, but all of this was still so new to her. She had to force herself to be wicked and cruel, and was often corrected by Jessaphaline and ordered to be more cruel and more harsh in various situations. Jessaphaline told her that if she could domesticate and enslave Gymir, she would prove to be fully, unquestionably worthy of inheriting the power of the Fallen God...
Gymir had no intention of rolling over and becoming some brats weapon, of course.
So, my idea for this at least is perhaps a tale of enemies becoming allies, potentially even lovers in the end, as the cruel but unexpected Persephaline encounters the defiant personality that is the dragon Gymir, in her human form. There would be much push and pull between the two as they butted heads... Gymir being defiant and condescending, yet also trying to convince Persephaline that the path she is on is wrong. Persephaline ends up stuck between two worlds, her old life and what Gymir says, and the promise of godly power and worship that Jessaphaline says she is due to inherit. Does this end in Gymir being beaten into unwilling submission, or with Persephaline betraying the new Dark God and freeing the kingdom from her radical reign? That's for us to decide~
Emma was an avid surfer, and she was quite good at it as well. Ever since she moved to Hawaii in her teenage years with her parents, her mom being a native of the land, she has been surfing and even entering competitions for it. Like everyone, she sucked at first, but she got a hang of things rather quickly, and quickly had some spectators convinced that she was a prodigy of the sport. She would go on to enter and win many large surfing competitions, and end up featured in many web articles and newspapers along the way. It was a lot of publicity and attention for anyone, especially her, and this lead to Emma semi-retiring from surfing competitions shortly after her 21st birthday. Since then, surfing has just been a hobby... Something she'd do if she needed to unwind or clear her head, as she truly felt at peace out on a wave. One day, after many months of speculation, the rumored Big One had arrived... A Massive wave that stood over 50 feet tall and at least a mile wide... It was both a threat and a challenge, as surfers from all over the planet flew to Hawaii to try conquering the beast. Typically not one who engaged in such events, Emma was in a sort of mood that day and said "fuck it, I'll do it" before grabbing her freshly waxed board and running off.
The beaches were cleared in lou of this event, but choppers were on standby and in the air to broadcast and document this surfing event. The fact that Emma would be participating became huge news, drawing in many who wanted to see her surf for real one last time. There were quickly over 200 people in the water, watching off in the distance as the Big One approached. They all got ready and swam out towards it, aiming to catch it right at the break. Emma was nervous, but felt a rush of adrenaline unlike anything she had felt before. It felt like second nature to her as she and countless others rode up the enormous wave, and tamed the beast. She watched many people wipe out and she prayed for their safety, but she was too focused on the wave now... Climbing it higher and higher, doing tricks even for the people on tv watching her surf. But suddenly, in the midst of riding, a strat surfboard was launched up from within the wave itself, knocking Emma off of her own board, crashing into the deep water...
People wited anxously to see if she would surface... But it never came. Her surfboard did eventually wash up on shore nearly an hour later, but there were no signs of Emma anywhere. The coast guard got to checking, doing dives and scanning the ocean for even a body, but they found nothing after 4 days of searching, and had to call off the search... With Emma presumed to be dead.
Fortunately, by the grace of God, or something else, Emma had actually survived. She woke up in a small underwater cave, surrounded by glistening, glittery walls on all sides, and suffering from a massive headache that is likely brought on by her wipeout. Emma was suddenly greeted by another woman, who quickly revealed herself not to be a human at all... Shifting from a hot redhead to a being with a deep purple body, sharp claws and fangs, gills on the side of her chest, and more... She was no human, she was a Siren. This siren had allegedly saved Emma during the wipeout and brought her to this cave, but would only bring Emma to the surface if she agreed to a few little things... Emma would accept the siren as her girlfriend, and the siren would of course revert back to a human form... And Emma would do whatever the siren asked of her, otherwise the creature would bring her back to this cave and leave her to die...
The beaches were cleared in lou of this event, but choppers were on standby and in the air to broadcast and document this surfing event. The fact that Emma would be participating became huge news, drawing in many who wanted to see her surf for real one last time. There were quickly over 200 people in the water, watching off in the distance as the Big One approached. They all got ready and swam out towards it, aiming to catch it right at the break. Emma was nervous, but felt a rush of adrenaline unlike anything she had felt before. It felt like second nature to her as she and countless others rode up the enormous wave, and tamed the beast. She watched many people wipe out and she prayed for their safety, but she was too focused on the wave now... Climbing it higher and higher, doing tricks even for the people on tv watching her surf. But suddenly, in the midst of riding, a strat surfboard was launched up from within the wave itself, knocking Emma off of her own board, crashing into the deep water...
People wited anxously to see if she would surface... But it never came. Her surfboard did eventually wash up on shore nearly an hour later, but there were no signs of Emma anywhere. The coast guard got to checking, doing dives and scanning the ocean for even a body, but they found nothing after 4 days of searching, and had to call off the search... With Emma presumed to be dead.
Fortunately, by the grace of God, or something else, Emma had actually survived. She woke up in a small underwater cave, surrounded by glistening, glittery walls on all sides, and suffering from a massive headache that is likely brought on by her wipeout. Emma was suddenly greeted by another woman, who quickly revealed herself not to be a human at all... Shifting from a hot redhead to a being with a deep purple body, sharp claws and fangs, gills on the side of her chest, and more... She was no human, she was a Siren. This siren had allegedly saved Emma during the wipeout and brought her to this cave, but would only bring Emma to the surface if she agreed to a few little things... Emma would accept the siren as her girlfriend, and the siren would of course revert back to a human form... And Emma would do whatever the siren asked of her, otherwise the creature would bring her back to this cave and leave her to die...
