Now the story Is called Dragon's Daughter so i do wonder how many of you had already guessed that the oft mentioned Dreor was... A very large very purple dragon ass dragon, but in case you hadn't.... Suprise!
he's a big purple dragon ass dragon.
Lore under the cut!
The second brother born of the Heart Dreor was named keeper of wisdom and King of the underworld's beast-folk. As the middle child with a more mild and pensive demeanour he found himself often playing peacekeeper between his brothers, the older stern Auriel and the younger vicious Urlac.
He did his best to guide his brothers to balance, to quell the fires of war and battle that brewed between them as urlac grew darker and stronger, he threw himself between them again and again until he could no longer stand to watch his brothers destroy eachother, and retreated to his kingdom to live in solitude. He built his castle nestled deep into the mountains with it's high stone walls and vast libraries, full of the collective knowledge of the underworld for him to study.
For years he ruled his beastly kingdoms from his fortress, saddened to have to live apart from his brothers, to not care for the underworld together as was intended, but secure in the knowledge of his choice, in how little he could do to control his siblings.
When knews of a great war begging between the lands of the underworld and the Kingdom in Nowhere Dreor was once again forced to come between his brothers, in the hopes of stopping the destruction before it had gone too far.
By the time he arrived it was too late, the fighting had started and ending it would not be so simple as it once had been.
He was forced to join the fray, siding with the forces of Auriel for the duration of the Three Brothers War, but not compeltely, always convinced he could somehow bring an end to the fighting on both sides.
The end of the fighting brought little relief to the jaded and haggard Dreor, he held fears that Urlac had not been Truly defeated and went to seek the wisdom of the Oracle and in turn received the Prophecy that would become Princess Helena's burden.
He bore the weight of his duty and knowledge with diginty and quiet pride, as he did all things, through the rising age of fragile prosperity that followed the war through the underworld, and dedicated much of his time and effort to unlocking what he could of the prophecies secrets before its promised bearer was even born.
It was a terrible gift to have to lay in the arms of a child, and with all the power available to him he would make that weight as light as possible. He only hoped she could achieve what he for so long could not..
1) How old were you when you first starting writing fanfiction?
I started roleplaying with a friend (which I count, we would do paragraphs on paragraphs for replies) when I was about 12 or so, and never stopped. I think I posted my first fanfic around, oh… 13? 14? Something like that.
47) Here’s a fic title - insert a made up title. What would this story be about?
“Beelzebub and the Very Bad, No Good Day”
It would be some sort of comedy situation where little things about Beel’s day just aren’t going his way, from accidentally eating his toothbrush while spacing out in the morning to dropping his bowl of soup during lunch, to accidentally stepping on / tripping over Belphie (who was asleep on the floor), to realizing he lost something IMPORTANT (perhaps one small keepsake from Lilith) that he keeps on him all the time (maybe some kind of silly thing like a smooth stone? something small enough to keep in a pocket). To everyone’s horror he actually starts to tear up over dinner when Lucifer starts to lecture him about being more careful.
It’s been nearly three thousand years since Lilith died, but Beel’s always unlucky when her death day rolls around.
((Cue the rest of the Sinblings ordering a bunch of different foods and offering to do a family movie night together. Beel’s Very Bad, No Good Day ends on a sweet note))
Alternatively: Beel Watches Lilith Die in His Nightmares, The Fic.
@dreor replied to your post: Ami is so unapologetic about being filipino ngl...
the image of mammon getting his ankles whacked during tinikling due to overconfidence makes me laugh
solomon enchanted bamboo sticks for ami and ami shows him the basic movements and he thinks it’s easy at first and honestly mirrors the movements. but he gets way too braggy about it and then it speeds up and he ends the session with bruises on his ankles KJHAGSDFKJHASGDFKJHASDFG
mammon: this shit EASY OW! ---- s-slow d-down!!!! OW! WHY IS IT GETTING FASTER???!?!?!
ami: >:3c easy huh?
5 — which brother would you be if you embodied a deadly sin?
oh, definitely sloth. my middle name is procrastination and i tend to surf the web instead of doing important, time-sensitive tasks, so. there’s no real contest jskjdkf
6 — favourite demon form?
i’m not sure if this is an unpopular opinion or not but…i don’t care for most of the demon forms. they’re not very impressive to me rip. that said, i like lucifer’s the most. the black and red colour scheme, the gloves, the four wings…what’s not to love!
11 — level?
i’m guessing this means my player level? if so, i’m at lvl 51 at the moment. not sure if that’s impressive or not tbh
21 — which brother’s room do you like the most?
i’m gonna go with asmo’s! it looks so pretty and i adore the flower/purple scheme it has. beel and belphie’s room is a close second for sure.
