Hello there. Oh nonononono, please don't be frightened.
My name is Stelle, nice to meet you.
I know my appearance can be shocking, even terrifying for some people.
But I promise
If you respect me, I respect you.
So let's go back to why I look like this.
I'm a Werewolf. But I'm a little different from other Werewolves.
So I'm here to tell you my story,
Which, I admit, sounds a bit odd, but here we are.
But I can't say anything yet.
First, dear friend, I have to give you some backstory.
This is the tale of the first Werewolf.
Naturally, they weren't there from the beginning; they didn't spawn from thin air.
As all things have a story, some long, some short, some praised and worshiped, others forgotten throughout the pages of history, the origin of the Werewolf has a story as well.
And it is as every bit tragic as it is touching.
Many years ago -far too many to count- there were two humans that were deeply in love.
They lived a humble, but happy life .
But one day, as winter drew near, the couple had nothing to use for warmth.
No furs, no firewood.
So the man grabbed his pistol, put on his brave face, walked out of the humble cottage he and his partner lived in,
and he shot a wolf.
But now you may be thinking, Stelle, why does that matter? People hunt wolves all the time.
Ah, but remember, this is in the olden days where everything was at its peak, everything bursting with color, life
..and magic.
Now, remember, the man acted out of love. It would have been smarter to cut down a tree.
They lived in the middle of an Evergreen forest, after all.
But if he had, I wouldn't be here.
I don't know where I'd be.
The male went out and shot a wolf.
But now, the family of the wolf killed, also known as its pack, was mad.
They had witnessed their kin being killed by a human.
The pack was mad at the hunter and wanted revenge. So one night when the hunter's wife was outside doing the laundry, the wolves decided to attack her and then they killed her.
The hunter was so upset and mad that the wolves killed his only love. So to get her back he made a deal with the devil asking for anything that will get his wife back. So the Devil cursed the man to be the first werewolf and that was the only way to get his wife back. But he thought his curse was being the outcast of the village, but no, his powers when he is mad or just want to turn into a werewolf,his eyes changed red and black. If a human looks at the eyes of the ultima they will turn into a werewolf and they may die but if an ultima bites the human they will turn into the werewolf without dying. And his deal was to bring back his love and he turned her into a werewolf. " and he is my great great great great great about 20 more greats grandpa so I am the ultima now and it is the worst thing ever, I have to hide my eyes, and hide my beautiful black colored silver tipped tail, and ears. Also werewolves can turn into real wolves. My wolf form is black with little bits of silver that look like stars. So why humans want to kill us, is that they are afraid of the ultima so not all werewolves are being hunted, only the ultima and the humans think the ultima are dead.
So, we are starting in my highschool years where everything goes downhill from there.
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