Anointed in Ash & Blood

Varundrake is one of nine dragons that were given the task of creating the nine realms. His realm was Ismere; the realm of the humans. When he first formed his realm, he intended to sculpt only animals and plants and create a gorgeous, lush wonderland for himself. After a few thousand years, he got lonely and tired of watching his siblings with their little humanoid worshippers. It was time he made his own, so he created humans. Initially, they took to him like they were starving for something, someone to worship. As the years rolled by though they started worshipping him in different ways, with their bodies, fucking on the ground under the light of the moon. This made him hungry, so so so very hungry.
Hungry to touch and to fuck along with them. The first time he asked for a girl, she had died during their love making, and he had eaten her to honor her family, but after that, they had started drowning the girls beforehand and leaving them floating out in the pool. Eventually, he began to tire of the little game and would just sit at the bottom of the pool with the dead girl, having fun of his own while they did their thing on the surface. After a while, they stopped coming. They stopped making offerings. For fucks sake they stopped worshipping him entirely. There for a while, brooding at the bottom of his pool, he contemplated unmaking them all and starting over from scratch. Instead, he decided to sleep for another hundred years. That is until Eden.

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