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He was born a curse.
Small. Unwanted. A mistake wrapped in black fur.
Viperkit never asked for mercy-and he learned early that StarClan doesn't answer prayers from runts. In a crumbling Clan where weakness ruled and warriors hesitated, he watched from the shadows, learned in silence, and sharpened his claws on every betrayal.
When the day came to choose between obedience and survival, he chose blood.
Now, under the name Venomstar, he leads DaggerClan-a force born not from prophecy, but from ash, teeth, and defiance. He's burned the code, buried the old ways, and raised a new order where strength is law and flinching is treason.
But not every ghost stays buried.
Not every rival forgets.
And even the darkest leader can't outrun the child who never flinched.
In the world of warriors, some rise to lead.
Venomstar rose to conquer.