Styx

Styx was once a happy cub. She lived under the rule of a strong King and a watchful Queen. She was a princess by birthright. She was prim, proper, proud, and always held her head high. That all changed in the blink of an eye. No one was quite certain what had caused the King to snap. But he became a brutal savage killer. Without so much as a warning he smacked her mother in the jaw. The strength with which her head hit the nearby cave wall cracked her skull, killing her instantly. Styx was certain she was next, if only she had been so lucky.

Forced to train day in and day out, she went from the regal princess, to a killing machine. Mistakes were met with claws and teeth. Her fur and flesh forever marred by the large cruel King. She was a punching bag to him. Any and all anger was taken out on her. It's a wonder she survived one let alone the countless beatings that forged her into a hate filled killing machine.

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It was only after Styx found a handsome spikey maned man eating lion that she came up with a plan. He would give her what she needed to rule these lands. She let him woo her...she'd have his cubs. Even though it only turned out to be one, he was destined for greatness! She trained him in secret molding him to be like her, a killer. Ruthless sparring gained her son scars, but he'd survive them. There was no time to let him rest, or relax. There was only time to train and kill.

Today was her day. She called the brutal King out to her. After all she was supposed to be in heat. It was easy to manipulate him with the promise of cubs. However as soon as he was alone she swung out breaking his jaw. She watched with glee as Anubis, her son, her prodigy, finished the weakened king off. This pride was hers now. Yes there may be a new King and all would answer and obey Anubis, but she made it clear that it was HER that was in charge. No one would ever treat her like a slave again!

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Styx wasn't sure what was happening to her. She had been growing old, and slow. She had been losing her grip on the lands, but she refused to let her self slip into the abyss. No! She would not die here, a mortal. She was a GODDESS of these lands and she planned to stay as such! No matter the cost...

The month of demons had arrived. And as if they knew the man-killer Queen was slipping away she was asked if she wanted eternal life and just what would she do to get it. Of course her answer was anything. They told her she must accept the blood of Hell and let it flow through her veins! To truly embrace her evil nature and become the monster she is on the inside! None of which were easy, or survivable, feats but she didn't need to know. They wanted the Queen's soul.

To the demons surprise the Queen accepted the proposal, and not only survived the giving of blood but fed off it her visage becoming one straight from the pits of Hell. A beastly, yet beautiful site to see the impossible happen, even for a demon it was entrancing. To watch Styx's form slowly change to match her hate filled heart. She was now one of them. And now had an even greater prize to look forward to...the thrown of the King of Demons.