That new OC has lore now.
They were at one point, the top dog, the biggest, baddest overlord there was. Vodoe was their name.
But, eventually, they realized that because they were at the top, there was no point anymore. They had everything they could ever want. Power. Fame. Respect.
Upon further reflection, they realized that the fame and respect they thought they had was of three kinds, all equally worthless.
Those who pretended to respect them to avoid being killed,
Those who pretended to respect them to elevate their own status,
And those who pretended to respect them to eventually betray them.
Upon further self reflection, Vodoe realized that all their friends were in the same boat. None of the affection was real.
And it was at that moment that Vodoe realized that they were completely and utterly alone. Those who cared cared out of fear.
And their bloodlust and anger was simply them lashing out because of emotions they didn’t understand, loneliness and sorrow
So, Vodoe decided to step down, and allowed themself to be horribly injured so they could fake their death, melting into the shadows leaving a pool of purple blood behind.
Now, stripped of their status, Vodoe is the happiest they’ve ever been. All the stress of holding the position is gone, and people seem to actually like them now.
They wander throughout the pride ring, passing in and out of shadows like a stray cat, showing affection the only way it knows how. Gifts, like the ones their so-called friends gave them to appease them.
The wound from the faked death is still there, which is why Vodoe chooses to appear as a shadow. Harder to see it in the dark.
so yeah. Vodoe everybody. I love them already.
