Kreas

==Basic Info==
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Age: 270 dy (but looks 30 dy)
Gender: male
Orientation: Pansexual
Tribe: NightWing (Animus)
Theme Song: "Blood of Angels" - Brown Bird
Residence: Constantly moving. He was originally stuck on the Nightwing secret island, but escaped into the rainforest alongside the rest of his tribe when the volcano erupted. 
Likes: Fatty meat, fragrant flowers, black butterflies, rain
Dislikes: Gristle, the smell of smoke, the thought that he might die one day, getting bone fragments stuck in his teeth
Inventory: Candles, magnolia blossoms, enchanted butterfly pendant, vial of perfume
==Appearance==
Thin and sharp. His bones are visible beneath his dark purple-grey scales, even more so in his face. His sunken black eyes have yellow-tinged scleras, though the sickly discoloration is not quite as noticable from afar. Long teeth, curvy horns. 
==Personality==
Charismatic and deceptive. Though he might seem charming and polite, he is extremely delusional. He sees himself as a god of sorts, and this is only boosted by the support of his followers, all of whom are afflicted with the same hunger that he is. However, he wishes to be a benevolent god… or as benevolent as a cannibal possibly could be. He is kind to young dragonets and regards his followers as family, making sure they are healthy and happy. However, this does not change his intense hunger for dragon flesh. So long as a dragon isn't one of his own, anyone he comes across could be a potential meal. 
If he chooses to hunt someone specific, whether it be for personal reasons or simply because they're just too delicious to resist, he may stalk them for weeks on end, planning the best way to make his kill and get away with it in a way that will prevent anyone from ever noticing him. 
==Abilities==
He has been able to live for a much longer time than most dragons because he has enchanted an onyx and moonstone butterfly pendant to prevent him from aging and keep him alive. So long as he wears the pendant, he doesn't age. 
He is also an excellent hunter, especially when it comes to killing other dragons. 
==History==
Kreas was born and raised on the volcanic Nightwing island. When he was an adult, an intense tropical storm ended up wiping out a lot of what little prey was left on the island. Food became so scarce that dragons began dying of starvation, and Kreas became extremely fearful that he too would die as slowly and painfully as his brethren. While hunting alone, he came across the body of a freshly dead dragon who starved to death. His morals and reasoning addled by starvation, Kreas decided that desperate times called for desperate measures. He used his Animus powers to create an illusion of bushes to hide, and consumed every last bit of flesh and marrow from the corpse. His chest was heavy with self-disgust and guilt as he licked the last few drops of blood from his maw. But deep down, his hunger was more satisfied than it ever had been in his entire life… and he enjoyed it. He couldn't eat for a few days after that, guilt eating away at him almost as badly as his hunger. However, that hunger had shifted its focus. He no longer cared for scrawny seabirds. No, he craved something much more terrible. 
He was sloppy in his first few attempts to gain access to other freshly dead bodies, and was caught when a younger dragonet flew overhead and spotted him hiding the body with his spellwork. She was horrified by what he was doing, but before she could fly off and tell others what he had done, he stopped her, telling her that what he was doing was helping their tribe. 
"Their bodies will just be left to rot. Why let them go to waste, when we can honor them by using them to keep our tribe strong? Less dragons will die if we stop hunting birds and eat like this instead, and those who do die will not have died in vain. I can tell you're hungry, just as I was. Go ahead… Take a bite." 
The dragonet carefully stepped forward, her teeth sinking into the flesh of the corpse. All the while, he whispered promises of doing the right thing, of keeping their tribe strong by consuming the dead, of how this was going to help them… and she believed him. She looked up to him, began to depend on him for food, and developed the same hunger that he possessed. Thus, Kreas gained his first follower, and many more soon followed. 
As he continued to use his magic and allow it to chip away at his soul, Kreas' fear of death consumed him, and he created an enchanted butterfly pendant to keep himself alive. At that point, he no longer felt guilty about his hunger, and the respect he gained from those who shared said hunger fueled his inflated ego. All he wanted was to stay alive. However, that enchantment came with a horrible price. As time wore on, his body began to rot. The flesh melted from his ribcage, his talons grew black with rot, and the scales around his mouth rotted away and fused to his jaws to expose his teeth. He added another enchantment to the pendant to hide the rot plaguing his body, but though he may appear normal, he certainly doesn't feel normal. His talons are colder than ice, and the scent of death follows him everywhere. He tries to hide the scent with fragrant flowers and perfumes, but the smell of rot always lies hidden beneath the sickly sweet aromas. 
==Trivia==
*His name directly translates to "meat" in Greek. 
*Should the pendant be removed, Kreas' true, rotting appearance would be revealed. He would begin to age extremely quickly and likely die within a week unless he got it back. As soon as he got the pendent back around his neck, he would be reverted back to the age at which he created the pendent, and the illusion meant to keep up his appearance would once again hide the damage done to his body.
Category:NightWings
Category:Mature Content
Category:Animus
Category:Males
Category:LGBT+
Category:Characters
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