The life of Zilaphar RazingGod

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All the stories about gods, and demons are true. But this one is about hellhounds mostly a special breed. That came from Angels but is long forgotten... Every hellhound has one realm that is their own. The skills a hellhound has in the first 3 years of their life are the only things that shape their realm. If a hellhound is changed into a different form and killed the victor hellhound is rewarded with their realm or realms from their past victories. Purple fur'd Hellhounds are feared and respected for their power. Their word is law in hell, satan even fears them. White Hellhounds are considered worthless because they are small and weak. As Hellhounds kill more their power grows. Each hellhound born has 3 starting powers and they gain another when they reach a certain power level. And now we begin the history of Zilaphar.

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-Chapter 1-current date-

A soft wind blows over the lake, next to where Zilaphar lays. Off behind him, he hear soft steeps in the trees. Extending is power to sense who it is he found tons of fish and ducks and deers but only one wolf. And from their step weight most likely a female. His mate. Zilaphar acted like he didn't hear the steps and kept his head down like he was asleep. His mate, Jule, silently walked over and poked him with her muzzle speaking softly in his ear, "wake up, sleepy head.". "I am awake, I'm meditating. And I heard you 30 yards back. Just in case your wondering. How did you find me?" He asked puzzled. "I'm fairly sure I know the scent of my mate, thank you very much." She said. "Your welcome!" He said smiling at his own joke."uh huh" she paused "I want to know something." She said. "Haha don't we all. What would you like to know my love?" "How did you become how you are, so calm, and kind yet at the same time, your protective and bloodthirsty?" She asked "ah yes. That is a story indeed. I don't like to tell, my personal history. So sit down and relax, my love this is a lengthy story." he stated.

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-Chapter 2-in the beginning-

In the beginning when I was born I was given to a lesser respected family. I was given to a couple of red fur'd hellhounds. The family that couldn't give birth. They told me that my parents were turned into heaven hounds and are fighting against us now. I never knew them but I most likely would have preferred killing them. I knew i had to get my realm first through. When I was 1year old I flirted with every girl I could find just to make my realm beautiful and nice. At age 2 I loved magic. And my teaching elders loved to teach me about it. So then my realm was always giving me a constant supply of magic. At age 3 I started lifting heavy things a lot that made the gravity in my realm 500 times stronger than earth or hell. So there's my combo great wisdom, strength, and beauty. I was that for the rest of my life. I kept in with my teaching elders, by stealing a copy of what they can do because of my main power to steal others powers. I always loved amping up my body by working out with a older green hellhound. His name was Himbo his realm was 700 times stronger than earth. By far the hardest training ever pulling 25 trees and jumping 50 feet across a river then climbing up and down every tree from the start to the finish of the river then diving and staying under water for hours. Sparing in to the late night with Himbo trying new things and running for days until we fall over tired and half dead. But we trained harder than anyone because my realm refreshed me and him when I brought him into my realm. Until the war...

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-Chapter 3-the war-

This peace carried on for about 6 years when I was 9 heaven and hell broke lose and murdered each other. By friend Himbo was turned into a heavenhound but he came to me begging mercy on him and to just kill him. I did. After that I was a cold, hard, killing monster. Had a routine for killing heavenhounds paralyzing then and the draining their power then their soul with great ease. I always thought "I'm doing them a favor." After the first year of fighting Hellhounds learned how to control angles into killing each other, so no Hellhounds turned into heavenhounds. I lost count after 6million and some. Who ever got in my way was dead. I ended up killing satan. And hades and Pluto and frocks and skihar and........well you get the point I killed gods and took their powers just like I did all the heavenhounds. Us Hellhounds then started to make god killing packs led by powerful Yellow Hellhounds and and me my whole pack was turned unto gold-dogs. Solid gold, hellhounds shaped animals and they too, I had to kill. They ended up giving me the ability to camouflage and hide completely. Then after 2 years of war. There's was peace for about 5 days. Then the Dragon war started.

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-Chapter 4-the dragon war-

When the dragons came there was hundreds of millions now there's a hundred. They attacked with fire so we sent it right back burning their wings and with only my 4 pack members Hellhounds left. I led the charge bursting into fire and in no time scaling a tower, and tore the first dragon's wings off and cut his head off with my razor sharp claws it took other Hellhounds only seconds to take another 10 then a minute for 46 dragons drop dead within a hr of time a million were dead . We were ruthless and slaughtered like it was a morning meal. The war lasted 5weeks of straight fighting. A group of Hellhounds decided to destroy the dragon eggs but when they did they turned into dragonhounds with scales and wings. Almost like a mini dragon. There went another huge number of Hellhounds my new pack was the only pack left that we have seen. There was story's of other hellhound strongholds. My best guess was that the other dragonhounds that we killed were from the other strongholds. Unless the 10 that were in my pack are the last 10 I knew of until recently the son of satan has a pack we looked to join that but my pack fellows went into hiding in their realms.

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-Chapter 5-The resolution-

Since the dragon war I have been killing gods, heavenhounds, dragonhounds, gold-dogs, dragons and sometimes demons, werewolfs, vampires, elves, and humans. I will find the last of my kind and rule the realms again I alone have 74,523 they are very fun to visit but I also train wolves and other Hellhounds. I am the most powerful. Well then my love, did that please you for a story? "Yes it did thank you." She said then licked his check and left.

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A/N this is my history for all that have asked me about it so you can understand I do not kid when u say I'm powerful. Please vote and comment and share if you liked.

~Hellhound (;