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Beyond the Eastern Sea, there was a land blessed by the holy lion Barabbas. The prey were always abundant here, the permanently starry sky at night makes this place magical and that remained even after his death.
Barabbas was supplanted by the majestic King Korkotheo, a huge primal with a heart just as holy as his master.
But when the lands are so full of abundance and Goodness, at some point evil and tragedy will come to balance the scales.
Korkotheo suffered a terrible disease during the years of his reign, because of a neighboring land that was contrary to his own; cursed.
The curse of a lion with an unfortunate mane was slowly draining his life and, when he realized it, it was too late to walk away.
Sometimes helping someone can lead you to death, being good will not always extend your life. The disease took its toll and the noble King Korkotheo died...
But due to the curse, another lion was born from his corpse.
In fact, a lioness.
She named herself Kortares and made herself queen of these holy lands, poisoning them with the curse spread inside her body.
Little by little the health of his own pack was declining, just like his lands that little by little were becoming parched and only with the sound of the crows screeching.
She was the complete opposite of her two predecessors because she was cursed, she was brutal, a soul dedicated to fight and scandal.
So much so that it was getting into human villages to devour them and destroy their crops.
Other lions from outside his pride who ran into Kortares were lucky to get out alive or unscathed, for their lust for a fight was so great that there was nothing to quench it.
And then, she began to challenge the afterlife, because as she said, there was nothing and no one to stand up to her.
Defied the sky and the stars for so long that I soon caught the attention of a powerful witch spirit... Who could have come from anywhere, but not from heaven, because that spirit was not good enough to remain in paradise.
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----- One night when Kortares was patrolling the border, she ran into a lioness beautifully illuminated by moonlight, intrigued by that serene figure sitting peacefully looking at nothing, she approached.-----
With the intention of clawing it out, of course. But when attacking her, her claws did not pass, as if she were not there...
"I have seen your act for a long time, Kortares... And it is dangerous that you defy powers that you do not know in such a rude way."
Kortares backed away when that lioness turned around, well, a shiver of fear ran through his body for the first time when she saw the eyes of that lioness for the first time, they were completely black and empty.
Kortares, still with his fur standing on end, ordered him to leave, only receiving a mocking giggle from that apparent ghost.
Ghost who introduced himself as Damiya, a spirit that came to quench Kortares' desire to fight forever.
Kortares's eyes gleamed as he lunged at Damiya again, for fighting a ghostly apparition could be an excellent story to tell. Since Kortares blindly thought he would win, well, the living are always stronger than the dead... Right? She had faced star crabs and snakes before, no one could take her down...
So she thought. But she did not think when in just a few claws she was against back , while she saw black shadows surround her and absorb her into the earth.
No matter how hard she fought, she couldn't defend herself from the darkness that swallowed her and took her to hell.
Damiya smiled to himself as he disappeared into the passing wind, leaving a deathly silence on what was once a small battlefield. Now that he had defeated the Queen…
The ghost murdered every single one of Kortares' daughters to use their bodies as a sacrifice to heal all the mistakes he had made. And get this land back. And once the last hour of the blood of the daughters of Kortares was drained, an eternal eclipse appeared in the sky...
Thus beginning the Reign of the Ghost, the reign of Damiya, the great voodoo Warlock.
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Damiya is certainly a pious spirit with kind-hearted lions, Being only evil with the cruel and corrupt lions.
He is capable of using the darkness at will, he only moves when it is night.
It has no particular gender
Damiya used to be good friends with a spirit named Wunch, although they haven't seen each other for a long time.
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Cuddly (Good)
The icy cold is turning your skin dark... Frostbitten skin
RM-Haliotitis Pelt heavy slot 2 (fourth try)
Your lion sneezes! Must be a case of an itchy nose and paw pads. Better take a look at it! The new skin color is White!
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