#darkfrost lore

[darkfrostclan]

He might have been a Snapper once. He couldn't say for sure though, as the memories of his past life had already started fading by the time he'd entered the Afterlife. It was then, during the in-between of knowing and having forgotten, that a great darkness descended upon him and devoured his heart.

Chaos submerged him. There were voices, or what sounded like them, but far too many, talking and whispering and screaming all at once. He tried to grasp at them, tried so hard to make out even a single word, but he could not. Just listening made him feel like his head was splitting apart, as if there were thousands of invisible hands pressing against his skull from the inside. It was unbearable. When he let out a cry, there were millions screaming with him. A beautiful symphony of agony, a sickening orchestra of suffering, such was the shade. In that moment, he understood, and he loved and hated it with all his heart. There were too many emotions, too many thoughts, to tell which were his. He was losing himself. A name. He needed a name, something that was his, anything that would make him more than just one dying soul amongst trillions. Only, he could not think, not while screaming, and he could not stop, lest he ceased to exist the moment his voice stopped being heard. And so he cried out, quieter this time, trying to listen into the madness, desperately seeking something, anything to latch onto.

There was... a m̨͝͏҉ę̷͘͟l͡҉o͢҉̴̵͠d̛̕͝y̷͟͠. Something he could make out, And for a moment He was so scared to lose it To lose himself

He screamed to match the melody Until his throat was hoarse And all he could do Sit there, Weeping

He found his name.

aBOreSSs. He was someone, he was something. He was. aBOreSSs. It didn't matter to aBOreSSs if his name made any sense, because nothing did. In an instant, his very being had been shattered and reforged, and so aBOreSSs let out a laugh. He was met with glee, and euphoria flowing through his veins. He realized then, that he was drifting, his emotions being met with those like his. And in truth, he was nothing but a particle of dust amongst the vast infinity of the shade. Who he was but mere seconds ago would have been frightened. aBOreSSs, however, was content.

[darkfrostclan]

...oh no

[darkfrostclan]

When Malura had brought a shade-loyal hatchling into the clan, Darron was one of many to voice his concerns. However, the clan's leader Crail eventually decided that she could stay, and while most dragons eventually came to at least begrudgingly tolerate Shade, Darron could not do even that.

His mate Canopy shared his concerns over whether she could be trusted, or if she would turn on the clan eventually - until that fateful day, when the ceiling came crashing down and killed half the clan. When the resulting Emperor tore through the survivors, cutting their numbers in half again, it was Shade who stepped forth and fought it. It was her who lured the beast outside and even chased it off, almost losing her leg in the process.

After this, none of the survivors questioned her loyalties, Darron included.

What he did question, however, was the shade's motivation in this. It had spent considerable amount of energy ensuring that its minion survived the fight, then afterwards "revived" the mortally wounded Leimakid - now loyal towards the shade, of course. Only Malura called this a miracle.

When they revisited their old lair the next day to search for other survivors, the shade had already left its mark there. Akos, the only other surviving Imperial, came into contact with this corruption, and became terribly sick. Then, a few days later, the shade itself appeared inside the lair, wearing the skin of one of their deceased clanmates. It was allowed to stay only under the condition that it would not corrupt any dragons - which was later changed to not allow dragons to become corrupted unwillingly, after Yoldu decided she too wanted to become stronger.

It was around this time that Akos, who'd been unwillingly shade-touched, decided to leave the clan and search for a cure elsewhere. Darron had begged his mate to come with him and Akos, to leave the clan before it was too late, but she'd refused. And though his heart broke when he left Canopy behind, he just couldn't bring himself to stay, to let himself be dragged down towards damnation with them.

[darkfrostclan]

As if writing lore for dragons I exalted as fodder wasn’t bad enough, my lore now also includes a Light Sprite I’ll never have

[darkfrostclan]

Nothing like some drama to spice up their lives

[darkfrostclan]

Ì̧͟i̶̛Í̴̧͡R҉̶͜r͏̴̡̛d̴́͘͜͞v̷͏͠͏̀ [ IiIRrdv ]

Status: Roaming Pronouns: it/its God of Deceit, Mercy and Duality

The shade thought itself stronger than it was. It had taken IiIRrdv’s world, including its bickering gods, by surprise. But only three of the youngest it had irreversibly corrupted - the rest all escaped The Shade eventually, full of rage, and now unified under a common goal. 

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Lately there had been rumors, about a gigantic snake haunting the Tangled Woods, posing as a god and offering those corrupted by the shade to take them in if they worshiped it instead of their more draconic deities. Perhaps there was nothing to these stories… Or perhaps Shadowbinder had been more on edge lately, more eager to smite any shade-corrupted dragons reported to her, and perhaps she had a reason for that… 

[darkfrostclan]

If Noah unknowingly became pen pals with the Fae that accidentally ruined his life, would that be messed up or what

[darkfrostclan]

oh man would you look at that,,, what an amazing coincidence..,.