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Stratasphur

TW: Brief mention of gore.

Stratasphur's throat emitted a low growl as King 'white noise' passed by, his repulsive smile etched permanently in her mind. She suppressed the bile that rose in her throat at the mere thought of the King Lion residing in her thoughts. With a scoff, Stratasphur had remembered she had meticulously planned a prolonged, torturous demise that would make it seem as though the 'poor' King had fallen victim to cannibals or a rabid lion!

"Oh, poor George," Stratasphur sneered under her breath, accompanied by a snicker, as King White Noise embarked on his journey towards the waterfall. The lioness stealthily slipped away from the pride, ensuring that her departure went unnoticed. Stratasphur stalked the brute, her eyes narrowing as she maintained a hunting crouch, her anticipation evident in the way she licked her lips and smirked. She could already taste the sweet crimson that would soon fill her jaws.

In due time, when White Noise was distracted, Stratasphur pounced. Her claws sank into his fur as the brute let out a cry, attempting to shake off the lioness to no avail. Stratasphur aimed for the back of his neck, sinking her teeth into the flesh before tearing away the muscle and skin, causing blood to gush forth. Contentment washed over Stratasphur as she hummed, her sickly grin widening with each bite and slash. She became intoxicated by the sensation of flesh and skin clinging to her claws, relishing the way her teeth sank into the brute's body and occasionally unintentionally lapped up his blood with her tongue.

"What a pitiful soul," Stratasphur muttered, briefly frowning before chuckling at her own words. King White Noise, teetering on the edge of death, pleaded for whatever remained of his life. "Please, pl-" King White Noise choked out, his throat filled with blood and bile as he coughed and struggled to breathe. Stratasphur peered down at the brute, simply smirking. She chose not to respond, seizing the opportunity to finish him off. With one final, brutal swipe of her paw, Stratasphur ended King White Noise's suffering. His body lay lifeless on the ground, a grotesque display of torn flesh and matted fur. Stratasphur stood over him, her chest heaving with a mix of exhaustion and triumph. She had succeeded in exacting her revenge, in making the King pay for the torment he had inflicted upon her. At least, what she had presumed was torment.

But as she gazed down at the lifeless form before her, a strange sensation washed over Stratasphur. It was not the satisfaction she had anticipated, nor the elation of victory. Instead, a hollow emptiness settled in her chest, a realization that her vengeance had not brought her the closure she had sought.

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The 1GB one is in beta and almost finished.

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THE CYCLE.

His awakening was abrupt, one moment he was basking in the comfort of his familiar den, his fur radiating the same hue as my father's, a trait he often referred to as "a mimicry." However, now he finds himself no longer a youthful adolescent, and his physical attributes have undergone a transformation. A new pride has claimed him as their king, proclaiming that he bears a striking resemblance to someone known as "HIM." But who is this enigmatic figure? As his fur ignites with the emergence of peculiar patterns, which a particular lioness refers to as "Rosettes," Necrosis is plagued by a sense of trepidation. Why has this metamorphosis befallen him alone, while sparing the others?

Approaching a cluster of cubs, I am abruptly halted by the aggression of one lioness, vehemently protesting my proximity to her offspring. "Do not lay a hand on them! You shall not have these little ones!" I command two subordinate males to remove her forcefully before engaging in conversation with another lioness. She whispers to me the abhorrent deeds committed by the previous king, acts of unspeakable cruelty inflicted upon these innocent angels. Who could ever contemplate snapping the neck of a defenseless cub? And that is not even the extent of his malevolence. It is no wonder that these lionesses harbor animosity towards me, for I am but a reflection of his image.

Numerous cycles have elapsed, and the pride has gradually settled around him, akin to wounded cattle finding solace in their newfound respite. Cubs frolic playfully between his massive paws, while lionesses engage in animated discussions about his mannerisms. Necrosis cherishes this place, down to the very tips of his whiskers. However, as the days pass by, a faint whisper begins to infiltrate his thoughts, insinuating sinister intentions. It speaks of deeds that only the deranged would consider, advocating for the senseless killing of others merely for sport. Apart from these unsettling whispers, memories begin to surface, memories that do not belong to him but to HIM. They compel him to tear out his own fur, to slay his own kin, and ultimately, to bring ruin and disgrace upon his own pride. These memories represent mere fragments of a somber history, a history characterized by violence and oppression. Necrosis is plagued by visions of an enigmatic figure, one that bears a striking resemblance to himself. In these visions, he witnesses this figure exerting control over his subjects with an iron fist, ruling through fear and cruelty. The whispers that surround him grow louder, compelling Necrosis to embrace his true nature and transform into the monster that once reigned over this pride.

However, Necrosis resists. He valiantly battles against the darkness that threatens to engulf him, holding onto the love and compassion he harbors for his pride. He adamantly refuses to surrender to the malevolence that once plagued this land. With every fiber of his being, he endeavors to be a different kind of ruler, one who leads with kindness and empathy. Yet, despite his efforts, he ultimately succumbs to the persuasive voices and whispers that encourage him. Necrosis finds himself torn between his desire for peace and his growing fascination with the power that once consumed him, as the memories continue to haunt him.

As the haunting memories persist, Necrosis grapples with a profound internal conflict, torn between his yearning for tranquility and his increasing captivation with the very power that had once consumed him. The enigmatic figure in his visions becomes more vivid, casting an ominous shadow over him. It seductively whispers promises of dominance and control, tempting Necrosis with the irresistible allure of absolute power. The memories of violence and oppression intensify, further fueling his inner turmoil.

Necrosis battles with his own identity, questioning whether he can truly escape the legacy of his past, as he grapples with the fear of becoming the very monster he despises.

Engulfed in a relentless struggle, Necrosis confronts the profound dilemma of his own identity, plagued by doubts regarding his ability to break free from the burdensome legacy of his past. He wrestles with the haunting fear that he may inevitably succumb to the darkness that once reigned over his pride, transforming into the very abomination he holds in contempt. The weight of responsibility bears heavily upon his shoulders as he endeavors to strike a delicate balance between his personal desires and the collective needs of his pride.

Necrosis's transformation into a violent and demanding ruler becomes evident, as he succumbs to the darkness and loses control over his own actions.

Regrettably, Necrosis finds himself succumbing to the irresistible allure of the darkness that once consumed him, ultimately losing control over his own actions. The symptoms of his transformation become increasingly apparent, as he begins to violently rip out his own fur, his memories fading into a blur. Consumed by an insatiable urge to kill, provide, and rule, he undergoes a drastic shift in temperament. The once benevolent king is replaced by a more aggressive and demanding version of himself, as the darkness takes hold and his true nature is revealed. It is truly disheartening to witness the misfortune that befell a ruler as loving and dignified as Necrosis. Throughout his reign, Necrosis displayed a remarkable level of compassion and empathy towards his subjects, always striving to ensure their well-being and happiness. His genuine care for the people of his kingdom was evident in every decision he made, and his commitment to justice and fairness was unwavering.

Yet, despite his noble intentions and benevolent rule, Necrosis found himself trapped in the clutches of a curse that seemed to have no mercy. The torment he endured was unimaginable, as he battled against forces beyond his control. It was a tragedy to witness such a compassionate leader suffer under the weight of a curse that seemed to defy reason and logic.

As they mourn the passing of King Cretin, who suffered the same fate as Necrosis we find ourselves at a crossroads, standing on the precipice of a new era for Inaki. The fate of our kingdom hangs in the balance, and the question that lingers in our minds is whether Inaki will too succumb to the same cruel destiny that plagued Necrosis. Will he be able to break free from the shackles of his own unrefined disposition and rise above the challenges that lie ahead?

Inaki's nature, though undoubtedly raw and unpolished, possesses a certain authenticity that is both intriguing and concerning. His brashness and impulsiveness, while sometimes endearing, also leave us wondering if he possesses the strength and wisdom necessary to navigate the treacherous path that lies before him. Will he be able to learn from the mistakes of his predecessor and forge a new path for Inaki, one that is marked by compassion, justice, and prosperity?

Only time will tell. As the pride embarks on this new era, they must hold onto hope and faith in Inaki's potential. they must remember that even the most unrefined diamonds can be polished to reveal their true brilliance. Let them stand united, supporting their new ruler as he faces the challenges that await him. May he find the strength to overcome any curse that may befall him and lead Inaki towards a brighter future.

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i forgot this threat existed what

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Could I get two medium lore for https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=794203907792 this girl (Frostbite)and https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=794205152633 her too (Lily) if that's ok?

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Hi! I honestly haven’t been checking my notifs for chatter, if you still want those for those girls lmk! I just need a prompt for a basis on what you want!

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Yeah please! For Frostbite I kinda want it to be like a bad childhood, she was known for killing her pride mates and some cubs so she got kicked out. For Lily just kinda a Royalty one since she was born with 2 to 3 Rosettes and rosettes we're praised in her pride until she left. Sorry I guess I could have explained more.

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So if I understood that correctly, Frosbite will be some sort of child coming from a bad background before she meets queen lily and her life ends up turning right around -

And Lily’s pov should connect to frostbites story and she ends up finding frosbite and caretaking after her? But introducing the arrogant royal ish qualities most royalty have - or some type of motherly persona?

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Lily ends up finding frostbite and taking her in after a while they got tired for being treated royalty. They meet my queen and she takes them in to her pride and after a while they decided all three would be mates. Does that kinda make since?

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Yes! It will be finished by today. Usually I finish them in about 30 minutes tops but I’m quite busy today, but it will be done by today. Just a bunch of schoolwork to do.

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Ok and the total payment is around 600sb right?

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500sb!

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Ok I'll send it over rn!

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Hi! I to update you this earlier but currently getting my friend to proofread that English translations are correct :) hopefully they get back to me in a good enough time 😭 ( I write my things in German and then translate, but I know English isn’t well )

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