Post by Lyyia on Nov 14, 2015 22:43:27 GMT
Ilta Dread
"Hello! I may look weird now don't i?"
General
Name: Ilta Dread
Species: Dog, Mutt
Age: 10,506
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Personality
Growing out of child-like mind
Powers:
Lightining
Family:
"Mom": Gore Despair
"Dad": Chevor Dread
"Siblings": None
"Cousins": None
Mate: Shade
Children: Ikaros
Love Life
Orientation: Pansexual
Looks at: Shade
Wants: Shade
Yearns for: Shade
Blushes at: Shade
Engaged with: Shade
Mate: Shade
History
Birth
"Hello! I may look weird now don't i?"
General
Name: Ilta Dread
Species: Dog, Mutt
Age: 10,506
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Personality
Growing out of child-like mind
Powers:
Lightining
Family:
"Mom": Gore Despair
"Dad": Chevor Dread
"Siblings": None
"Cousins": None
Mate: Shade
Children: Ikaros
Love Life
Orientation: Pansexual
Looks at: Shade
Wants: Shade
Yearns for: Shade
Blushes at: Shade
Engaged with: Shade
Mate: Shade
History
Birth
Ilta was not born like most creatures. She was an experiment, her so called "father" was a researcher of dark arts and had visited a human world. During his time there he had picked up on rumors of a "artificial intelligence." With this in his mind he came back to Yugure to start experimenting with his dark arts and mixing it with his non biological children. His wife, Gore, was not upset in this matter she had the kids for this specific reason. "Sacrificing life for the sake of knowledge." was her "father's" motto.
He had gathered his non biological kids when his preparations were done. Next to him was a large tank, in it was an odd substance floating in the middle of it. He told the kids, 'Enter and you shall live forever.' With this in the kids minds, they ran into the tank to see what awaited them. To their surprise and horror, Chevor had closed and locked the door behind them and put a strong binding spell on the tank. His wife did the same.
One by one the kids were taken and absorbed by the weird substance but all fur and blood were spat back out. The substance had become see-through during the time it was joining the brains and morphing the bones. This had taken grueling hours to complete but once done the substance turned black and formed the shape of a yellowed eyed wolf with bat-like wings. Its first words were, "You shouldn't have done that Daddy."
Chevor had not expected his creation to be intelligent enough to speak. He was afraid of it, for the sole reason being that he though the kids were still all very much alive in this thing. "Gore, kill it!" he had turned his binding spell into one that would attempt to kill it. The tank cracked and shattered at the force of both Chevors and Gores spells of the dark arts. Once the glass stopped raining everywhere they looked up to see their creation split and deformed but it came back together in a weak figure. It did not kill Chevor or gore. it spared them.
He had gathered his non biological kids when his preparations were done. Next to him was a large tank, in it was an odd substance floating in the middle of it. He told the kids, 'Enter and you shall live forever.' With this in the kids minds, they ran into the tank to see what awaited them. To their surprise and horror, Chevor had closed and locked the door behind them and put a strong binding spell on the tank. His wife did the same.
One by one the kids were taken and absorbed by the weird substance but all fur and blood were spat back out. The substance had become see-through during the time it was joining the brains and morphing the bones. This had taken grueling hours to complete but once done the substance turned black and formed the shape of a yellowed eyed wolf with bat-like wings. Its first words were, "You shouldn't have done that Daddy."
Chevor had not expected his creation to be intelligent enough to speak. He was afraid of it, for the sole reason being that he though the kids were still all very much alive in this thing. "Gore, kill it!" he had turned his binding spell into one that would attempt to kill it. The tank cracked and shattered at the force of both Chevors and Gores spells of the dark arts. Once the glass stopped raining everywhere they looked up to see their creation split and deformed but it came back together in a weak figure. It did not kill Chevor or gore. it spared them.
Experimentation
Freedom
Life
(Magic to Flesh will contain more details)
Chevors creation was named Ilta. A name that could be given to both male and female creatures that studied under the dark arts or were born to use the dark arts. Ilta was given a series of tasks to complete, many were complicated and others were simple. It had completed all complicated and simple tasks, even mathematical equations just by looking at the numbers. Ilta had turned out to be a very smart artificial intelligence. One of the experiments was to see if Itla could mate. Of course it could bear children, not only that but impregnate others. An experiment had it mate with a female, then mate with a male. The result was two batches of pups that were from Iltas genes.
After the mating experiment the pups of Ilta had grown quite fast in a short amount of time. Chevor took these "pups" and bred them with a multitude of creatures to see if they could have pups with anything. To his surprise, the "pups" had bred with the females and were carrying pups of many different creatures. Once those pups were born, he got rid of them all. Two whole generations of Ilta were wiped out by one "father."
After the mating experiment the pups of Ilta had grown quite fast in a short amount of time. Chevor took these "pups" and bred them with a multitude of creatures to see if they could have pups with anything. To his surprise, the "pups" had bred with the females and were carrying pups of many different creatures. Once those pups were born, he got rid of them all. Two whole generations of Ilta were wiped out by one "father."
Freedom
Once Chevor had collected enough data of his creation he named Iltas new found species and set it free. During this time it had formed its favorite gender: female. She was free from all of her "father's" experiments. Though she seemed to not like this freedom at first. Ilta was a Dreadshrifter, named after her creator and she way she mimics different species.
Ilta had stepped out onto grass for the first time since she was created. She then knew she liked it better outside. Instead of returning to Chevor, she returned to Gore and left Chevor. She had the freedom, so he took Chevors wife as her own. Gore was okay with it, she didn't like Chevor anyway. Before she left with Gore she looked at Chevor and said, "This is what you get for creating Ilta."
Ilta had stepped out onto grass for the first time since she was created. She then knew she liked it better outside. Instead of returning to Chevor, she returned to Gore and left Chevor. She had the freedom, so he took Chevors wife as her own. Gore was okay with it, she didn't like Chevor anyway. Before she left with Gore she looked at Chevor and said, "This is what you get for creating Ilta."
Life
Ilta had spent some of her long life with Gore. This lasted about 10 years, in those 10 years Ilta had pups with Gore and cared for them like a father rather then a mother since Gore was female. The pups had genetic issues which caused them to live for no longer then a year, and for Gore a hole that was created had to be filled. So they had more pups. It was basically the same routine for 10 years until Gore died at the age 25. Ilta was only but 15 since her creation.
The loss of Gore had been harsh on Ilta. She went into depression for the longest time. Life had been cruel as she reflected back on it. Her only successful pups were the ones she birthed and those were destroyed by her so called "father." That depression and sadness were turned into rage and hatred, its main target: Chevor Dread. From her den to Chevors lab was a short distance and she could easily travel there and back. This trip was much more different then just to get some simple herbs for Gore. Once there smoke-like flames had started to emit from Iltas fur, though only a few inches.
Chevor looked up from his work and stared at Ilta. "Ahh my creation has come back to me, yes?" he let out a hearty laugh.
"No Chevor. Ilta came to kill you." she growled. small sparks flying off her fur.
"Kill me? What makes you think you can kill me?" he boasted throwing up a defensive shield of pure shadows. He smirked thinking this strong shadow shield would help him, he was wrong.
Ilta stepped forward and evaporated his shield. "Time to disappear, "Daddy."' she said emitting a highly explosive gas into the air and let the sparks in her fur ignite it.
The loss of Gore had been harsh on Ilta. She went into depression for the longest time. Life had been cruel as she reflected back on it. Her only successful pups were the ones she birthed and those were destroyed by her so called "father." That depression and sadness were turned into rage and hatred, its main target: Chevor Dread. From her den to Chevors lab was a short distance and she could easily travel there and back. This trip was much more different then just to get some simple herbs for Gore. Once there smoke-like flames had started to emit from Iltas fur, though only a few inches.
Chevor looked up from his work and stared at Ilta. "Ahh my creation has come back to me, yes?" he let out a hearty laugh.
"No Chevor. Ilta came to kill you." she growled. small sparks flying off her fur.
"Kill me? What makes you think you can kill me?" he boasted throwing up a defensive shield of pure shadows. He smirked thinking this strong shadow shield would help him, he was wrong.
Ilta stepped forward and evaporated his shield. "Time to disappear, "Daddy."' she said emitting a highly explosive gas into the air and let the sparks in her fur ignite it.
(Magic to Flesh will contain more details)
*large ears for the win*
