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What was that jamatoP?

-void queen demonic anon

j4mat0p

"My opinions. What? Can't have any? I haven't taken any action."

Better be careful of what u say. I myself won’t know if they count as aggressive toward him or just facts.

-void queen demonic anon.

(Happy pride month btw OOC//)

j4mat0p

What do you think of spoke? Is he dangerous, or do you just, don’t want to deal with him?

-Withered rose anon

"He's dangerous for the entire server."

manepear-the-spear-master

What was that jamatoP?

-void queen demonic anon

ororium-z

Happy Pride!

rootbeergoddess

Every pride, you must reblog this. No exceptions

thesaltofcarthage

I love that four different people on my feed scheduled this joyous person to reblog by 8am on June 1. I look forward to seeing this a dozen more times today.

"When I was 5 years old I had three pet bugs that named as Larry, Terry, and Barry. I thought they were brothers and I had them for like a year. One day when I came back from hunting I saw Terry on the table looking away, I being curious looked for my other bugs, but I could find them, so went to Terry and asked him where the other two was, Terry turned around and he had one of Larry's antennas and one of Barry's leg."

"Terry ate them."

"Me being mad, I turned around and banged randomly on the table, when I banged it, my hand hit someting squishy, I looked back and slowly lift my hand."

"I squished Terry."

"Ever since that I've grown a fear for bugs. Every time I see a bug, it reminds of the squished body of Terry, and his guts splattered around."

"Anyways anyone got a dollar?"

That is one fascinating way to develop a phobia… also. I have 9 dollar. U can have it if u want. I also have coupons if u wanna buy smth to eat.

Ooc//

Hello, you seems crazy! Friends?

@demonic-anon

(You and jamato seems to have a flirty one sided relation- friendship. Mind explaining???)

" hi! Aw, thank you. Sure! More friends the better! Merrier! I dont know how it goes. "

(Friendship? Not really....we're dating! Ehehe! I think! Yeah, we are. )

Ooo, I heard u once tried to killed him. No? I remembered I did as well because he sent one of my voidling into the.. prison. And black,ailed + manipulated him. Please. On my behalf. Punish jamato for it.

@demonic-anon

" well, I was hired by someone to do so. But, for some reason, I decided not to act upon him. He is the null leader, after all... "

" oh, no. I understand you, definitely. I'll tie him up to his bed as punishment! And make him apologize! ^_^ "

Oh my-.

(Ooc/ I’m shock to see someone so direct. But good for you)

I mean… sure! Do what you wanted. Ensure to mention me. He sure have trauma from the last time I tried to drop him from a 300cm all height!

@demonic-anon

" WHAT? How did he escape that!? Well he does have alot of stasis chambers....well, anyways, you seem like a cool person! And powerful, too. "

Because stasis doesn’t really work where he had seen me! Nor did enderchest!

" thats curious....and cool. I like that! "

Mmh! Now if u excuse me. I'll leave you be!

Hello, you seems crazy! Friends?

@demonic-anon

(You and jamato seems to have a flirty one sided relation- friendship. Mind explaining???)

" hi! Aw, thank you. Sure! More friends the better! Merrier! I dont know how it goes. "

(Friendship? Not really....we're dating! Ehehe! I think! Yeah, we are. )

Ooo, I heard u once tried to killed him. No? I remembered I did as well because he sent one of my voidling into the.. prison. And black,ailed + manipulated him. Please. On my behalf. Punish jamato for it.

@demonic-anon

" well, I was hired by someone to do so. But, for some reason, I decided not to act upon him. He is the null leader, after all... "

" oh, no. I understand you, definitely. I'll tie him up to his bed as punishment! And make him apologize! ^_^ "

Oh my-.

(Ooc/ I’m shock to see someone so direct. But good for you)

I mean… sure! Do what you wanted. Ensure to mention me. He sure have trauma from the last time I tried to drop him from a 300cm all height!

@demonic-anon

" WHAT? How did he escape that!? Well he does have alot of stasis chambers....well, anyways, you seem like a cool person! And powerful, too. "

Because stasis doesn’t really work where he had seen me! Nor did enderchest!

" thats curious....and cool. I like that! "

Hello, you seems crazy! Friends?

@demonic-anon

(You and jamato seems to have a flirty one sided relation- friendship. Mind explaining???)

" hi! Aw, thank you. Sure! More friends the better! Merrier! I dont know how it goes. "

(Friendship? Not really....we're dating! Ehehe! I think! Yeah, we are. )

Ooo, I heard u once tried to killed him. No? I remembered I did as well because he sent one of my voidling into the.. prison. And black,ailed + manipulated him. Please. On my behalf. Punish jamato for it.

@demonic-anon

" well, I was hired by someone to do so. But, for some reason, I decided not to act upon him. He is the null leader, after all... "

" oh, no. I understand you, definitely. I'll tie him up to his bed as punishment! And make him apologize! ^_^ "

Oh my-.

(Ooc/ I’m shock to see someone so direct. But good for you)

I mean… sure! Do what you wanted. Ensure to mention me. He sure have trauma from the last time I tried to drop him from a 300cm all height!

@demonic-anon

" WHAT? How did he escape that!? Well he does have alot of stasis chambers....well, anyways, you seem like a cool person! And powerful, too. "

Because stasis doesn’t really work where he had seen me! Nor did enderchest!

Hello, you seems crazy! Friends?

@demonic-anon

(You and jamato seems to have a flirty one sided relation- friendship. Mind explaining???)

" hi! Aw, thank you. Sure! More friends the better! Merrier! I dont know how it goes. "

(Friendship? Not really....we're dating! Ehehe! I think! Yeah, we are. )

Ooo, I heard u once tried to killed him. No? I remembered I did as well because he sent one of my voidling into the.. prison. And black,ailed + manipulated him. Please. On my behalf. Punish jamato for it.

@demonic-anon

" well, I was hired by someone to do so. But, for some reason, I decided not to act upon him. He is the null leader, after all... "

" oh, no. I understand you, definitely. I'll tie him up to his bed as punishment! And make him apologize! ^_^ "

Oh my-.

(Ooc/ I’m shock to see someone so direct. But good for you)

I mean… sure! Do what you wanted. Ensure to mention me. He sure have trauma from the last time I tried to drop him from a 300cm all height!

@demonic-anon

Hello, you seems crazy! Friends?

@demonic-anon

(You and jamato seems to have a flirty one sided relation- friendship. Mind explaining???)

" hi! Aw, thank you. Sure! More friends the better! Merrier! I dont know how it goes. "

(Friendship? Not really....we're dating! Ehehe! I think! Yeah, we are. )

Ooo, I heard u once tried to killed him. No? I remembered I did as well because he sent one of my voidling into the.. prison. And black,ailed + manipulated him. Please. On my behalf. Punish jamato for it.

@demonic-anon

Hello, you seems crazy! Friends?

@demonic-anon

(You and jamato seems to have a flirty one sided relation- friendship. Mind explaining???)

" hi! Aw, thank you. Sure! More friends the better! Merrier! I dont know how it goes. "

(Friendship? Not really....we're dating! Ehehe! I think! Yeah, we are. )

Hello, you seems crazy! Friends?

@demonic-anon

(You and jamato seems to have a flirty one sided relation- friendship. Mind explaining???)

" hi! Aw, thank you. Sure! More friends the better! Merrier! I dont know how it goes. "

(Friendship? Not really....we're dating! Ehehe! I think! Yeah, we are. )

Demonic, goddess of void. And the mother of all voidling from void to a humanoid figure, not in the human category. Nor in the voidling category. It’s tail flick once. Then twice. Black tail thick at the base. Then slowly thin at the end. The humanoid stood tall at around 390cm tall. Its body isn’t weird out. But a healthy size. It wore a black suit and black suit pants. Hair like chromosome black and white. Waist length. 4 horns. 2 black horns dangling with gold chain. Rested on her template while 2 while horns. Dangled with sliver gems. Rested ontop of her forehead. Her skin. Jet black, and a singular white eye lash showing. She stare, standing infront of where… minutetech stayed… oh how she missed her kids. Voidling always get parted the moment they were born. She wonder if… he recognized her.

She stood far from where he is. Not speaking. But the present is enough.

@demonic-anon

< Minute felt a presence, his guard immediately up and turning to face her. >

…You. Who are you…?

< She looked familiar in a sense, although he couldn’t remember ever meeting her. He propped his hand on the hilt of his blade, guard up, ready if it attacked. >

Why do you look like another one…

< He mumbled to himself. She looked like another void being of sorts. Maybe not another dragon hybrid, but the void was there. How long had it been since he’d last seen someone that looked like that? Like him? >

“Settle down, child. I am not a foe. Nor a enemy”

It hurts seeing her own voidling steady to hurt her. She didn’t move. To not startled him.

“My name is demonic. Goddess of void. Mother. Of voidling.”

Demonic let out. Kneeling down to face him. She smiled softly. Fingers move, her long hand able to reach him. Stroking his head with a single index finger.

“I am sensing 2 more presence in this.. house. Who are they if I may ask. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”

< Minute flinched at the touch, almost recoiling. >

You… Mother…?

< It didn’t make sense. Except it did. He had never known his mother, and he had never known what had happened to her. Now that he noticed, they looked starkingly similar. His height, his features, all resembled her. Spare the few dragon parts. >

The presences you feel are my son and boyfriend.

She blinked and pulled away. A, son?. Her eyes immediately light up in a way a starry light happens. She’s a grandma and she didn’t even realize it! Oh how wonderful

“Oh that’s delightful. Who is your husband and what is the baby’s name and race? You don’t have to speak it if you feel uncomfortable.

She smile. Oh my, he was a ender dragon voidling. But that isn’t right.. voidling aren’t a part of the ender dragon spectrum.. which concern and cunfused her even more.

My boyfriend’s name is Jaden, he used to be the King of the Pirates.

< His face curls into almost a smile when he mentions Jaden, just the thought of him making him happy. >

Our son is named Quinn. We’re not quite sure how our races align, Jaden is a siren and I am a voidling ender dragon, which are quite different races. I’d say he is half-siren half-voidling ender dragon.

He is growing in wings, I have checked recently, and he has horns similar to mine. He does have gills though, and will likely develop many traits of a siren.

< He thinks of where Quinn might be right now. Would Quinn want to meet his grandmother? Would Quinn even know? All these questions, now arising… >

“Interesting. But I am sorry to burst your bubble minutetech”

He never told her his name. How did she know?

“Voidling and ender dragon species are not the same spectrum.”

Demonic mutter just loud enough for him to hear

“But something similar for voidling to grow horns and wings are called destarling.”

She let out. Smiling softly

Is that so? I was raised by this world’s ender dragon, however… I’ve always felt out of place, once could say, but I exhibit other traits of dragons apart from horns and wings.

< He paused. >

My father always said that I was a special case…

< He was actually quite unsure, but his father always put emphasis on his differences, despite firmly enforcing his dragon traits. Everything was slightly off with Minute, wasn’t it? >

“Voidling adapt. You grew them because you were with a ender dragon. You are a shapeshifter minute. A voidling shapeshifter. That’s why you adapt. I watched. Every move. Every voidling’s adaptation. And you minute. Adapt the most.”

She murmured. Cupped his chin. Gently stroking the horns on him

“You can detach from them. Think of yourself as a voidling. What u look like. Just without wings and horn. But this also means wings and horns won’t be staying with you. Shapeshifter only grow into 1 form in their whole life if they don’t learn or train to hold it. To maintain the same. You can regrow them. But they will always be different.”

< He flinched once again at the touch, cursing himself mentally for flinching. An act of weakness, almost, for him. >

…I like my horns. I like my wings. I know that they come off and regrow different.

< He reached up and outlined the small, rough, jagged incision on both of the horns. >

They used to look different. I cut them off, and they regrew like this.

< He didn’t explain why he cut them off, no, his mother didn’t need to know that. >

My wings heal differently too. Shapeshifting wouldn’t be in my current best interest though. I wouldn’t want to change too much.

“You did what?”

Demonic murmur. Cupping his chin. Head leaning down to check on the horn, it looks horrible to most ppl. But to her. These were actually normal..

“Minute, these horns and wings are molting. U know that. Right? Forcibly getting them off when they aren’t fully developed can cause serious issues, unbalanced walking, harder to stay balance when getting up, and so much more.. shape shifting doesn’t change what u look like. U can grow. Or shrink. Create wings and horns with it..”

she frown. Gently stroking his head, as a voidling. She knew this topic isn’t good for most voidling to handle. She didn’t comment why he torn them off, her fingers finding the spot where his horns were. A place that ender dragon love when they scratched it. If the horns really are real and not just part of shape shifting. It won’t make him cooed, trilled or purr like a ender dragon. Not to mention if ender dragon are hybrid. They have horn on their back. And he clearly doesn’t have one between his wings, or have any scars that shows it.

< He doesn’t move as she stroked his head, instead opting to reach into his pocket habitually. There was nothing there though, as he had thrown that in the lake long ago. >

I figured out that cutting them off wasn’t the best idea afterwards.

< Minute could feel his mother’s gentle scratches. It felt nice, but he couldn’t show that. >

I don’t really want to grow or shrink either. I’m okay at this height, and Jaden likes my height as well so thats all that matters. I use my wings a lot, and I’d be afraid to change them though.

She frown.

“Breaking your horns isn’t good for your health minute..”

Her fingers grasp on the horns. He can feel a surge of void magic coursing through him. Before reaching his horns.

“Your horns and wings doesn’t fit your vibe. I can help alter into something more fitting. How does that sound?”

She asked softly. Her body shrank. From 390cm tall. To around 200cm tall.

I know it isn’t good.

< He doesn’t elaborate further, watching as his mother shrinks to below his own height. >

I do like my horns and wings. I suppose altering them slightly wouldn’t hurt, but I would prefer to keep them similar.

I would probably want to ask Jaden first as well.

“I won’t alter that too much!”

She smile. And that smile does not seem nice.. she channel her energy into coloring the tip of his horns. Turning them cyan or whatever catches Jaden’s eyes. Along with his wings. She did regrow them. And alter them back to how she saw it.

“There we go. All set.”

Hmm…

< He looked at his now beautiful, clean wings. No scars, no bandages, no blood. First time in forever since his wings were normal and unscarred.

He touched the tip of his horn and it felt mostly the same, but he saw the colour and didn’t mind it. >

I don’t hate that colour, but my wings are fixed…

< He kept fixating on his new wings, so untouched and unscarred. It might not be this way for long, but it still looked beautiful. >

She smiled softly. Watching him fixated on his wings. She smiled softly.

“Now when can I meet the child. Mama want to see the grand child.”

Demonic spoke suddenly

Ooc

Okay but no. I saw your previous reblog. It made me uncomfortable and that’s not okay. You also tried to rewrite all of Minute’s lore and I want to keep Minute’s lore.

Minute is still a dragon. He will always be a dragon. Do not change that.

I’d rather you not interact with Minute again. I do not want you rewriting the lore or changing anything, especially without proper communication at first.

I am deeply sorry for that- TwT

Demonic, goddess of void. And the mother of all voidling from void to a humanoid figure, not in the human category. Nor in the voidling category. It’s tail flick once. Then twice. Black tail thick at the base. Then slowly thin at the end. The humanoid stood tall at around 390cm tall. Its body isn’t weird out. But a healthy size. It wore a black suit and black suit pants. Hair like chromosome black and white. Waist length. 4 horns. 2 black horns dangling with gold chain. Rested on her template while 2 while horns. Dangled with sliver gems. Rested ontop of her forehead. Her skin. Jet black, and a singular white eye lash showing. She stare, standing infront of where… minutetech stayed… oh how she missed her kids. Voidling always get parted the moment they were born. She wonder if… he recognized her.

She stood far from where he is. Not speaking. But the present is enough.

@demonic-anon

< Minute felt a presence, his guard immediately up and turning to face her. >

…You. Who are you…?

< She looked familiar in a sense, although he couldn’t remember ever meeting her. He propped his hand on the hilt of his blade, guard up, ready if it attacked. >

Why do you look like another one…

< He mumbled to himself. She looked like another void being of sorts. Maybe not another dragon hybrid, but the void was there. How long had it been since he’d last seen someone that looked like that? Like him? >

“Settle down, child. I am not a foe. Nor a enemy”

It hurts seeing her own voidling steady to hurt her. She didn’t move. To not startled him.

“My name is demonic. Goddess of void. Mother. Of voidling.”

Demonic let out. Kneeling down to face him. She smiled softly. Fingers move, her long hand able to reach him. Stroking his head with a single index finger.

“I am sensing 2 more presence in this.. house. Who are they if I may ask. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”

< Minute flinched at the touch, almost recoiling. >

You… Mother…?

< It didn’t make sense. Except it did. He had never known his mother, and he had never known what had happened to her. Now that he noticed, they looked starkingly similar. His height, his features, all resembled her. Spare the few dragon parts. >

The presences you feel are my son and boyfriend.

She blinked and pulled away. A, son?. Her eyes immediately light up in a way a starry light happens. She’s a grandma and she didn’t even realize it! Oh how wonderful

“Oh that’s delightful. Who is your husband and what is the baby’s name and race? You don’t have to speak it if you feel uncomfortable.

She smile. Oh my, he was a ender dragon voidling. But that isn’t right.. voidling aren’t a part of the ender dragon spectrum.. which concern and cunfused her even more.

My boyfriend’s name is Jaden, he used to be the King of the Pirates.

< His face curls into almost a smile when he mentions Jaden, just the thought of him making him happy. >

Our son is named Quinn. We’re not quite sure how our races align, Jaden is a siren and I am a voidling ender dragon, which are quite different races. I’d say he is half-siren half-voidling ender dragon.

He is growing in wings, I have checked recently, and he has horns similar to mine. He does have gills though, and will likely develop many traits of a siren.

< He thinks of where Quinn might be right now. Would Quinn want to meet his grandmother? Would Quinn even know? All these questions, now arising… >

“Interesting. But I am sorry to burst your bubble minutetech”

He never told her his name. How did she know?

“Voidling and ender dragon species are not the same spectrum.”

Demonic mutter just loud enough for him to hear

“But something similar for voidling to grow horns and wings are called destarling.”

She let out. Smiling softly

Is that so? I was raised by this world’s ender dragon, however… I’ve always felt out of place, once could say, but I exhibit other traits of dragons apart from horns and wings.

< He paused. >

My father always said that I was a special case…

< He was actually quite unsure, but his father always put emphasis on his differences, despite firmly enforcing his dragon traits. Everything was slightly off with Minute, wasn’t it? >

“Voidling adapt. You grew them because you were with a ender dragon. You are a shapeshifter minute. A voidling shapeshifter. That’s why you adapt. I watched. Every move. Every voidling’s adaptation. And you minute. Adapt the most.”

She murmured. Cupped his chin. Gently stroking the horns on him

“You can detach from them. Think of yourself as a voidling. What u look like. Just without wings and horn. But this also means wings and horns won’t be staying with you. Shapeshifter only grow into 1 form in their whole life if they don’t learn or train to hold it. To maintain the same. You can regrow them. But they will always be different.”

< He flinched once again at the touch, cursing himself mentally for flinching. An act of weakness, almost, for him. >

…I like my horns. I like my wings. I know that they come off and regrow different.

< He reached up and outlined the small, rough, jagged incision on both of the horns. >

They used to look different. I cut them off, and they regrew like this.

< He didn’t explain why he cut them off, no, his mother didn’t need to know that. >

My wings heal differently too. Shapeshifting wouldn’t be in my current best interest though. I wouldn’t want to change too much.

“You did what?”

Demonic murmur. Cupping his chin. Head leaning down to check on the horn, it looks horrible to most ppl. But to her. These were actually normal..

“Minute, these horns and wings are molting. U know that. Right? Forcibly getting them off when they aren’t fully developed can cause serious issues, unbalanced walking, harder to stay balance when getting up, and so much more.. shape shifting doesn’t change what u look like. U can grow. Or shrink. Create wings and horns with it..”

she frown. Gently stroking his head, as a voidling. She knew this topic isn’t good for most voidling to handle. She didn’t comment why he torn them off, her fingers finding the spot where his horns were. A place that ender dragon love when they scratched it. If the horns really are real and not just part of shape shifting. It won’t make him cooed, trilled or purr like a ender dragon. Not to mention if ender dragon are hybrid. They have horn on their back. And he clearly doesn’t have one between his wings, or have any scars that shows it.

< He doesn’t move as she stroked his head, instead opting to reach into his pocket habitually. There was nothing there though, as he had thrown that in the lake long ago. >

I figured out that cutting them off wasn’t the best idea afterwards.

< Minute could feel his mother’s gentle scratches. It felt nice, but he couldn’t show that. >

I don’t really want to grow or shrink either. I’m okay at this height, and Jaden likes my height as well so thats all that matters. I use my wings a lot, and I’d be afraid to change them though.

She frown.

“Breaking your horns isn’t good for your health minute..”

Her fingers grasp on the horns. He can feel a surge of void magic coursing through him. Before reaching his horns.

“Your horns and wings doesn’t fit your vibe. I can help alter into something more fitting. How does that sound?”

She asked softly. Her body shrank. From 390cm tall. To around 200cm tall.

I know it isn’t good.

< He doesn’t elaborate further, watching as his mother shrinks to below his own height. >

I do like my horns and wings. I suppose altering them slightly wouldn’t hurt, but I would prefer to keep them similar.

I would probably want to ask Jaden first as well.

“I won’t alter that too much!”

She smile. And that smile does not seem nice.. she channel her energy into coloring the tip of his horns. Turning them cyan or whatever catches Jaden’s eyes. Along with his wings. She did regrow them. And alter them back to how she saw it.

“There we go. All set.”

Hmm…

< He looked at his now beautiful, clean wings. No scars, no bandages, no blood. First time in forever since his wings were normal and unscarred.

He touched the tip of his horn and it felt mostly the same, but he saw the colour and didn’t mind it. >

I don’t hate that colour, but my wings are fixed…

< He kept fixating on his new wings, so untouched and unscarred. It might not be this way for long, but it still looked beautiful. >

She smiled softly. Watching him fixated on his wings. She smiled softly.

“Now when can I meet the child. Mama want to see the grand child.”

Demonic spoke suddenly

Demonic, goddess of void. And the mother of all voidling from void to a humanoid figure, not in the human category. Nor in the voidling category. It’s tail flick once. Then twice. Black tail thick at the base. Then slowly thin at the end. The humanoid stood tall at around 390cm tall. Its body isn’t weird out. But a healthy size. It wore a black suit and black suit pants. Hair like chromosome black and white. Waist length. 4 horns. 2 black horns dangling with gold chain. Rested on her template while 2 while horns. Dangled with sliver gems. Rested ontop of her forehead. Her skin. Jet black, and a singular white eye lash showing. She stare, standing infront of where… minutetech stayed… oh how she missed her kids. Voidling always get parted the moment they were born. She wonder if… he recognized her.

She stood far from where he is. Not speaking. But the present is enough.

@demonic-anon

< Minute felt a presence, his guard immediately up and turning to face her. >

…You. Who are you…?

< She looked familiar in a sense, although he couldn’t remember ever meeting her. He propped his hand on the hilt of his blade, guard up, ready if it attacked. >

Why do you look like another one…

< He mumbled to himself. She looked like another void being of sorts. Maybe not another dragon hybrid, but the void was there. How long had it been since he’d last seen someone that looked like that? Like him? >

“Settle down, child. I am not a foe. Nor a enemy”

It hurts seeing her own voidling steady to hurt her. She didn’t move. To not startled him.

“My name is demonic. Goddess of void. Mother. Of voidling.”

Demonic let out. Kneeling down to face him. She smiled softly. Fingers move, her long hand able to reach him. Stroking his head with a single index finger.

“I am sensing 2 more presence in this.. house. Who are they if I may ask. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”

< Minute flinched at the touch, almost recoiling. >

You… Mother…?

< It didn’t make sense. Except it did. He had never known his mother, and he had never known what had happened to her. Now that he noticed, they looked starkingly similar. His height, his features, all resembled her. Spare the few dragon parts. >

The presences you feel are my son and boyfriend.

She blinked and pulled away. A, son?. Her eyes immediately light up in a way a starry light happens. She’s a grandma and she didn’t even realize it! Oh how wonderful

“Oh that’s delightful. Who is your husband and what is the baby’s name and race? You don’t have to speak it if you feel uncomfortable.

She smile. Oh my, he was a ender dragon voidling. But that isn’t right.. voidling aren’t a part of the ender dragon spectrum.. which concern and cunfused her even more.

My boyfriend’s name is Jaden, he used to be the King of the Pirates.

< His face curls into almost a smile when he mentions Jaden, just the thought of him making him happy. >

Our son is named Quinn. We’re not quite sure how our races align, Jaden is a siren and I am a voidling ender dragon, which are quite different races. I’d say he is half-siren half-voidling ender dragon.

He is growing in wings, I have checked recently, and he has horns similar to mine. He does have gills though, and will likely develop many traits of a siren.

< He thinks of where Quinn might be right now. Would Quinn want to meet his grandmother? Would Quinn even know? All these questions, now arising… >

“Interesting. But I am sorry to burst your bubble minutetech”

He never told her his name. How did she know?

“Voidling and ender dragon species are not the same spectrum.”

Demonic mutter just loud enough for him to hear

“But something similar for voidling to grow horns and wings are called destarling.”

She let out. Smiling softly

Is that so? I was raised by this world’s ender dragon, however… I’ve always felt out of place, once could say, but I exhibit other traits of dragons apart from horns and wings.

< He paused. >

My father always said that I was a special case…

< He was actually quite unsure, but his father always put emphasis on his differences, despite firmly enforcing his dragon traits. Everything was slightly off with Minute, wasn’t it? >

“Voidling adapt. You grew them because you were with a ender dragon. You are a shapeshifter minute. A voidling shapeshifter. That’s why you adapt. I watched. Every move. Every voidling’s adaptation. And you minute. Adapt the most.”

She murmured. Cupped his chin. Gently stroking the horns on him

“You can detach from them. Think of yourself as a voidling. What u look like. Just without wings and horn. But this also means wings and horns won’t be staying with you. Shapeshifter only grow into 1 form in their whole life if they don’t learn or train to hold it. To maintain the same. You can regrow them. But they will always be different.”

< He flinched once again at the touch, cursing himself mentally for flinching. An act of weakness, almost, for him. >

…I like my horns. I like my wings. I know that they come off and regrow different.

< He reached up and outlined the small, rough, jagged incision on both of the horns. >

They used to look different. I cut them off, and they regrew like this.

< He didn’t explain why he cut them off, no, his mother didn’t need to know that. >

My wings heal differently too. Shapeshifting wouldn’t be in my current best interest though. I wouldn’t want to change too much.

“You did what?”

Demonic murmur. Cupping his chin. Head leaning down to check on the horn, it looks horrible to most ppl. But to her. These were actually normal..

“Minute, these horns and wings are molting. U know that. Right? Forcibly getting them off when they aren’t fully developed can cause serious issues, unbalanced walking, harder to stay balance when getting up, and so much more.. shape shifting doesn’t change what u look like. U can grow. Or shrink. Create wings and horns with it..”

she frown. Gently stroking his head, as a voidling. She knew this topic isn’t good for most voidling to handle. She didn’t comment why he torn them off, her fingers finding the spot where his horns were. A place that ender dragon love when they scratched it. If the horns really are real and not just part of shape shifting. It won’t make him cooed, trilled or purr like a ender dragon. Not to mention if ender dragon are hybrid. They have horn on their back. And he clearly doesn’t have one between his wings, or have any scars that shows it.

< He doesn’t move as she stroked his head, instead opting to reach into his pocket habitually. There was nothing there though, as he had thrown that in the lake long ago. >

I figured out that cutting them off wasn’t the best idea afterwards.

< Minute could feel his mother’s gentle scratches. It felt nice, but he couldn’t show that. >

I don’t really want to grow or shrink either. I’m okay at this height, and Jaden likes my height as well so thats all that matters. I use my wings a lot, and I’d be afraid to change them though.

She frown.

“Breaking your horns isn’t good for your health minute..”

Her fingers grasp on the horns. He can feel a surge of void magic coursing through him. Before reaching his horns.

“Your horns and wings doesn’t fit your vibe. I can help alter into something more fitting. How does that sound?”

She asked softly. Her body shrank. From 390cm tall. To around 200cm tall.

I know it isn’t good.

< He doesn’t elaborate further, watching as his mother shrinks to below his own height. >

I do like my horns and wings. I suppose altering them slightly wouldn’t hurt, but I would prefer to keep them similar.

I would probably want to ask Jaden first as well.

“I won’t alter that too much!”

She smile. And that smile does not seem nice.. she channel her energy into coloring the tip of his horns. Turning them cyan or whatever catches Jaden’s eyes. Along with his wings. She did regrow them. And alter them back to how she saw it.

“There we go. All set.”

Demonic, goddess of void. And the mother of all voidling from void to a humanoid figure, not in the human category. Nor in the voidling category. It’s tail flick once. Then twice. Black tail thick at the base. Then slowly thin at the end. The humanoid stood tall at around 390cm tall. Its body isn’t weird out. But a healthy size. It wore a black suit and black suit pants. Hair like chromosome black and white. Waist length. 4 horns. 2 black horns dangling with gold chain. Rested on her template while 2 while horns. Dangled with sliver gems. Rested ontop of her forehead. Her skin. Jet black, and a singular white eye lash showing. She stare, standing infront of where… minutetech stayed… oh how she missed her kids. Voidling always get parted the moment they were born. She wonder if… he recognized her.

She stood far from where he is. Not speaking. But the present is enough.

@demonic-anon

< Minute felt a presence, his guard immediately up and turning to face her. >

…You. Who are you…?

< She looked familiar in a sense, although he couldn’t remember ever meeting her. He propped his hand on the hilt of his blade, guard up, ready if it attacked. >

Why do you look like another one…

< He mumbled to himself. She looked like another void being of sorts. Maybe not another dragon hybrid, but the void was there. How long had it been since he’d last seen someone that looked like that? Like him? >

“Settle down, child. I am not a foe. Nor a enemy”

It hurts seeing her own voidling steady to hurt her. She didn’t move. To not startled him.

“My name is demonic. Goddess of void. Mother. Of voidling.”

Demonic let out. Kneeling down to face him. She smiled softly. Fingers move, her long hand able to reach him. Stroking his head with a single index finger.

“I am sensing 2 more presence in this.. house. Who are they if I may ask. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”

< Minute flinched at the touch, almost recoiling. >

You… Mother…?

< It didn’t make sense. Except it did. He had never known his mother, and he had never known what had happened to her. Now that he noticed, they looked starkingly similar. His height, his features, all resembled her. Spare the few dragon parts. >

The presences you feel are my son and boyfriend.

She blinked and pulled away. A, son?. Her eyes immediately light up in a way a starry light happens. She’s a grandma and she didn’t even realize it! Oh how wonderful

“Oh that’s delightful. Who is your husband and what is the baby’s name and race? You don’t have to speak it if you feel uncomfortable.

She smile. Oh my, he was a ender dragon voidling. But that isn’t right.. voidling aren’t a part of the ender dragon spectrum.. which concern and cunfused her even more.

My boyfriend’s name is Jaden, he used to be the King of the Pirates.

< His face curls into almost a smile when he mentions Jaden, just the thought of him making him happy. >

Our son is named Quinn. We’re not quite sure how our races align, Jaden is a siren and I am a voidling ender dragon, which are quite different races. I’d say he is half-siren half-voidling ender dragon.

He is growing in wings, I have checked recently, and he has horns similar to mine. He does have gills though, and will likely develop many traits of a siren.

< He thinks of where Quinn might be right now. Would Quinn want to meet his grandmother? Would Quinn even know? All these questions, now arising… >

“Interesting. But I am sorry to burst your bubble minutetech”

He never told her his name. How did she know?

“Voidling and ender dragon species are not the same spectrum.”

Demonic mutter just loud enough for him to hear

“But something similar for voidling to grow horns and wings are called destarling.”

She let out. Smiling softly

Is that so? I was raised by this world’s ender dragon, however… I’ve always felt out of place, once could say, but I exhibit other traits of dragons apart from horns and wings.

< He paused. >

My father always said that I was a special case…

< He was actually quite unsure, but his father always put emphasis on his differences, despite firmly enforcing his dragon traits. Everything was slightly off with Minute, wasn’t it? >

“Voidling adapt. You grew them because you were with a ender dragon. You are a shapeshifter minute. A voidling shapeshifter. That’s why you adapt. I watched. Every move. Every voidling’s adaptation. And you minute. Adapt the most.”

She murmured. Cupped his chin. Gently stroking the horns on him

“You can detach from them. Think of yourself as a voidling. What u look like. Just without wings and horn. But this also means wings and horns won’t be staying with you. Shapeshifter only grow into 1 form in their whole life if they don’t learn or train to hold it. To maintain the same. You can regrow them. But they will always be different.”

< He flinched once again at the touch, cursing himself mentally for flinching. An act of weakness, almost, for him. >

…I like my horns. I like my wings. I know that they come off and regrow different.

< He reached up and outlined the small, rough, jagged incision on both of the horns. >

They used to look different. I cut them off, and they regrew like this.

< He didn’t explain why he cut them off, no, his mother didn’t need to know that. >

My wings heal differently too. Shapeshifting wouldn’t be in my current best interest though. I wouldn’t want to change too much.

“You did what?”

Demonic murmur. Cupping his chin. Head leaning down to check on the horn, it looks horrible to most ppl. But to her. These were actually normal..

“Minute, these horns and wings are molting. U know that. Right? Forcibly getting them off when they aren’t fully developed can cause serious issues, unbalanced walking, harder to stay balance when getting up, and so much more.. shape shifting doesn’t change what u look like. U can grow. Or shrink. Create wings and horns with it..”

she frown. Gently stroking his head, as a voidling. She knew this topic isn’t good for most voidling to handle. She didn’t comment why he torn them off, her fingers finding the spot where his horns were. A place that ender dragon love when they scratched it. If the horns really are real and not just part of shape shifting. It won’t make him cooed, trilled or purr like a ender dragon. Not to mention if ender dragon are hybrid. They have horn on their back. And he clearly doesn’t have one between his wings, or have any scars that shows it.

< He doesn’t move as she stroked his head, instead opting to reach into his pocket habitually. There was nothing there though, as he had thrown that in the lake long ago. >

I figured out that cutting them off wasn’t the best idea afterwards.

< Minute could feel his mother’s gentle scratches. It felt nice, but he couldn’t show that. >

I don’t really want to grow or shrink either. I’m okay at this height, and Jaden likes my height as well so thats all that matters. I use my wings a lot, and I’d be afraid to change them though.

She frown.

“Breaking your horns isn’t good for your health minute..”

Her fingers grasp on the horns. He can feel a surge of void magic coursing through him. Before reaching his horns.

“Your horns and wings doesn’t fit your vibe. I can help alter into something more fitting. How does that sound?”

She asked softly. Her body shrank. From 390cm tall. To around 200cm tall.

Demonic, goddess of void. And the mother of all voidling from void to a humanoid figure, not in the human category. Nor in the voidling category. It’s tail flick once. Then twice. Black tail thick at the base. Then slowly thin at the end. The humanoid stood tall at around 390cm tall. Its body isn’t weird out. But a healthy size. It wore a black suit and black suit pants. Hair like chromosome black and white. Waist length. 4 horns. 2 black horns dangling with gold chain. Rested on her template while 2 while horns. Dangled with sliver gems. Rested ontop of her forehead. Her skin. Jet black, and a singular white eye lash showing. She stare, standing infront of where… minutetech stayed… oh how she missed her kids. Voidling always get parted the moment they were born. She wonder if… he recognized her.

She stood far from where he is. Not speaking. But the present is enough.

@demonic-anon

< Minute felt a presence, his guard immediately up and turning to face her. >

…You. Who are you…?

< She looked familiar in a sense, although he couldn’t remember ever meeting her. He propped his hand on the hilt of his blade, guard up, ready if it attacked. >

Why do you look like another one…

< He mumbled to himself. She looked like another void being of sorts. Maybe not another dragon hybrid, but the void was there. How long had it been since he’d last seen someone that looked like that? Like him? >

“Settle down, child. I am not a foe. Nor a enemy”

It hurts seeing her own voidling steady to hurt her. She didn’t move. To not startled him.

“My name is demonic. Goddess of void. Mother. Of voidling.”

Demonic let out. Kneeling down to face him. She smiled softly. Fingers move, her long hand able to reach him. Stroking his head with a single index finger.

“I am sensing 2 more presence in this.. house. Who are they if I may ask. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”

< Minute flinched at the touch, almost recoiling. >

You… Mother…?

< It didn’t make sense. Except it did. He had never known his mother, and he had never known what had happened to her. Now that he noticed, they looked starkingly similar. His height, his features, all resembled her. Spare the few dragon parts. >

The presences you feel are my son and boyfriend.

She blinked and pulled away. A, son?. Her eyes immediately light up in a way a starry light happens. She’s a grandma and she didn’t even realize it! Oh how wonderful

“Oh that’s delightful. Who is your husband and what is the baby’s name and race? You don’t have to speak it if you feel uncomfortable.

She smile. Oh my, he was a ender dragon voidling. But that isn’t right.. voidling aren’t a part of the ender dragon spectrum.. which concern and cunfused her even more.

My boyfriend’s name is Jaden, he used to be the King of the Pirates.

< His face curls into almost a smile when he mentions Jaden, just the thought of him making him happy. >

Our son is named Quinn. We’re not quite sure how our races align, Jaden is a siren and I am a voidling ender dragon, which are quite different races. I’d say he is half-siren half-voidling ender dragon.

He is growing in wings, I have checked recently, and he has horns similar to mine. He does have gills though, and will likely develop many traits of a siren.

< He thinks of where Quinn might be right now. Would Quinn want to meet his grandmother? Would Quinn even know? All these questions, now arising… >

“Interesting. But I am sorry to burst your bubble minutetech”

He never told her his name. How did she know?

“Voidling and ender dragon species are not the same spectrum.”

Demonic mutter just loud enough for him to hear

“But something similar for voidling to grow horns and wings are called destarling.”

She let out. Smiling softly

Is that so? I was raised by this world’s ender dragon, however… I’ve always felt out of place, once could say, but I exhibit other traits of dragons apart from horns and wings.

< He paused. >

My father always said that I was a special case…

< He was actually quite unsure, but his father always put emphasis on his differences, despite firmly enforcing his dragon traits. Everything was slightly off with Minute, wasn’t it? >

“Voidling adapt. You grew them because you were with a ender dragon. You are a shapeshifter minute. A voidling shapeshifter. That’s why you adapt. I watched. Every move. Every voidling’s adaptation. And you minute. Adapt the most.”

She murmured. Cupped his chin. Gently stroking the horns on him

“You can detach from them. Think of yourself as a voidling. What u look like. Just without wings and horn. But this also means wings and horns won’t be staying with you. Shapeshifter only grow into 1 form in their whole life if they don’t learn or train to hold it. To maintain the same. You can regrow them. But they will always be different.”

< He flinched once again at the touch, cursing himself mentally for flinching. An act of weakness, almost, for him. >

…I like my horns. I like my wings. I know that they come off and regrow different.

< He reached up and outlined the small, rough, jagged incision on both of the horns. >

They used to look different. I cut them off, and they regrew like this.

< He didn’t explain why he cut them off, no, his mother didn’t need to know that. >

My wings heal differently too. Shapeshifting wouldn’t be in my current best interest though. I wouldn’t want to change too much.

“You did what?”

Demonic murmur. Cupping his chin. Head leaning down to check on the horn, it looks horrible to most ppl. But to her. These were actually normal..

“Minute, these horns and wings are molting. U know that. Right? Forcibly getting them off when they aren’t fully developed can cause serious issues, unbalanced walking, harder to stay balance when getting up, and so much more.. shape shifting doesn’t change what u look like. U can grow. Or shrink. Create wings and horns with it..”

she frown. Gently stroking his head, as a voidling. She knew this topic isn’t good for most voidling to handle. She didn’t comment why he torn them off, her fingers finding the spot where his horns were. A place that ender dragon love when they scratched it. If the horns really are real and not just part of shape shifting. It won’t make him cooed, trilled or purr like a ender dragon. Not to mention if ender dragon are hybrid. They have horn on their back. And he clearly doesn’t have one between his wings, or have any scars that shows it.

Demonic, goddess of void. And the mother of all voidling from void to a humanoid figure, not in the human category. Nor in the voidling category. It’s tail flick once. Then twice. Black tail thick at the base. Then slowly thin at the end. The humanoid stood tall at around 390cm tall. Its body isn’t weird out. But a healthy size. It wore a black suit and black suit pants. Hair like chromosome black and white. Waist length. 4 horns. 2 black horns dangling with gold chain. Rested on her template while 2 while horns. Dangled with sliver gems. Rested ontop of her forehead. Her skin. Jet black, and a singular white eye lash showing. She stare, standing infront of where… minutetech stayed… oh how she missed her kids. Voidling always get parted the moment they were born. She wonder if… he recognized her.

She stood far from where he is. Not speaking. But the present is enough.

@demonic-anon

< Minute felt a presence, his guard immediately up and turning to face her. >

…You. Who are you…?

< She looked familiar in a sense, although he couldn’t remember ever meeting her. He propped his hand on the hilt of his blade, guard up, ready if it attacked. >

Why do you look like another one…

< He mumbled to himself. She looked like another void being of sorts. Maybe not another dragon hybrid, but the void was there. How long had it been since he’d last seen someone that looked like that? Like him? >

“Settle down, child. I am not a foe. Nor a enemy”

It hurts seeing her own voidling steady to hurt her. She didn’t move. To not startled him.

“My name is demonic. Goddess of void. Mother. Of voidling.”

Demonic let out. Kneeling down to face him. She smiled softly. Fingers move, her long hand able to reach him. Stroking his head with a single index finger.

“I am sensing 2 more presence in this.. house. Who are they if I may ask. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”

< Minute flinched at the touch, almost recoiling. >

You… Mother…?

< It didn’t make sense. Except it did. He had never known his mother, and he had never known what had happened to her. Now that he noticed, they looked starkingly similar. His height, his features, all resembled her. Spare the few dragon parts. >

The presences you feel are my son and boyfriend.

She blinked and pulled away. A, son?. Her eyes immediately light up in a way a starry light happens. She’s a grandma and she didn’t even realize it! Oh how wonderful

“Oh that’s delightful. Who is your husband and what is the baby’s name and race? You don’t have to speak it if you feel uncomfortable.

She smile. Oh my, he was a ender dragon voidling. But that isn’t right.. voidling aren’t a part of the ender dragon spectrum.. which concern and cunfused her even more.

My boyfriend’s name is Jaden, he used to be the King of the Pirates.

< His face curls into almost a smile when he mentions Jaden, just the thought of him making him happy. >

Our son is named Quinn. We’re not quite sure how our races align, Jaden is a siren and I am a voidling ender dragon, which are quite different races. I’d say he is half-siren half-voidling ender dragon.

He is growing in wings, I have checked recently, and he has horns similar to mine. He does have gills though, and will likely develop many traits of a siren.

< He thinks of where Quinn might be right now. Would Quinn want to meet his grandmother? Would Quinn even know? All these questions, now arising… >

“Interesting. But I am sorry to burst your bubble minutetech”

He never told her his name. How did she know?

“Voidling and ender dragon species are not the same spectrum.”

Demonic mutter just loud enough for him to hear

“But something similar for voidling to grow horns and wings are called destarling.”

She let out. Smiling softly

Is that so? I was raised by this world’s ender dragon, however… I’ve always felt out of place, once could say, but I exhibit other traits of dragons apart from horns and wings.

< He paused. >

My father always said that I was a special case…

< He was actually quite unsure, but his father always put emphasis on his differences, despite firmly enforcing his dragon traits. Everything was slightly off with Minute, wasn’t it? >