Havoc

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Wind chimes play a melody of singing and laughter, as their shadows stretch tall against the ground. A warmth I've never known cleanses my soul. ...What is this that I've found?
==Ending==
You feel fatigue burning in your legs, but tYou feel fatigue burning in your legs, but the fear you tried to push down suddenly exploded in your throat as you heard unsteady talon-steps approaching behind you. Coming closer. You feel your heart burst with panic, and run desperately towards the light in front of you, the only way out of this nightmare. You freeze with disbelief as you feel sharp, wildly shaking talons dig into your arms, ripping your flesh. As you're shoved onto the ground, seeing stars, your tormentor begins to murmur something, a rasping laughter wheezing out of them as they speak.
"Temptations, temptations. We always give in in the end, don't we?"
When you finally catch a glimpse of your captor, you don't have the breath to scream.
==Personality==
Havoc is a cool, even-minded dragon when they aren't annoyed. Which, unfortunately, happens a lot. They're often annoyed by most dragons. They will often tell others they aren't very intelligent, although dragons who've survived describe them:
"It's as if they were everywhere. No matter where I looked, they were always standing there, waiting for me. They predicted my every talon-step." 
This might be a sign that Havoc's intelligence is almost entirely one of a predator, with everything else in their mind scrambled (except an intense love for dogs and tea.) For example, sometimes they talk in jumbled sentences, mumbling and muttering. They often talk to themselves, and consider themselves a companion, as most dragons who've heard of Havoc tend to avoid them. Havoc is entirely comfortable with that fact, since they're not quite fond of others either. Havoc also hates nicknames. One nickname going around Pyrrhia is "The Cannibal Animal." Havoc despises this name, and sees it as a shameful label. Havoc is also mildly charismatic from time to time, and can successfully (usually) manipulate any dragon when they want to, which isn't often, as they prefer to avoid other dragons and keep to themselves. But, if by any chance, you befriend Havoc, you'll get a charming, loyal, pleasant friend that eats your other friends sometimes and is really scary.
==Description== 
Havoc is a gangly SandWing-SkyWing hybrid, although SandWing is most dominant in their design. Signs of their SkyWing ancestry are their reddish scales, ridge and wings. They have bright, but cloudy red eyes. An accident from their dragonet-hood left a disfiguring scar on the left side of their face, and their neck. The scar on their face is a fleshy, pale, dark red. The eye on the scar is clouded, and sunken into the socket, implying the fact that Havoc is half-blind. Three slashes on their neck give them ragged breathing. They also walk with a stumbling pace, although they can run faster than most dragons. When Havoc is in pursuit, those are their only weaknesses. They do not feel pain, and they do not care for mercy. 
(Base by Peregrinecella, Fill and edits by Darklight's Cavern.)
==Relationships (open)==
Satsuma - negative neutral - Satsuma is openly horrified of Havoc and hates them, especially their cannibalism. Havoc is content with this fact, and finds Satsuma both amusing and irritating.
Void - positive neutral - Although they don't interact much, as Void lives in the bottom of the ocean, they seem to get along fine, and have enough mutual respect for each other. Distant friends, but friends nontheless.
Adenium - negative - From the moment they met, Havoc immediately disliked the young SandWing. She kept trying to annoy them by asking them if they liked cheese or not. They pondered whether to strangle her or not. 
Zughib - positive - Zughib feels bad for Havoc and his unlucky past. Fortunately for the both of them, Havoc loves dogs, and could never harm one. Not even a dragon that looks like a dog. They're good friends and will put away their hypnosis powers and coffin knives and enjoy a cup of tea by the fire.
Anuke - negative neutral - Anuke and Havoc mainly dislike each other, along with their personalities and habits. ...Not a good match.
Ombré - neutral - Ombré is afraid of Havoc, but they don't seem to notice, and they're fine with her presence.
==Statistics==
== Gallery (art is greatly appreciated)==
File:Temptations.png|creepy headshot
File:Refrence.png|Refrence (by Peregrinecella, edits and fill by me)
File:The new roblox doors chase scene.png|the new roblox doors chase scene
File:Creepy headshot rough draft.png|creepy headshot rough draft
File:Bop.webp|Havoc Basefill (By Battwiink) Fill by Dragonlynx(Thank you!!)
File:Tiny boi.png|TheCraftyDragonC basefill (by me)
File:A twist and a shake.webp|Some Havoc art by Potoo9. (Thanks! :] )
File:Havoc Basefill by Strawberry-Kerosene.webp|Havoc Basefill (by Turtleyamazing), filled by Strawberry-Kerosene (thanks! :] )
File:They're so cute tho.webp|Chibi Havoc by WingsOfRoar (thanks!!)
File:Havoc -o.webp|AMAZING artwork of Havoc by my buddy Pheonix(thanks!!)
File:Tea party.png|Havoc and Zughib having a tea party <3
File:The power of avocado.jpg
File:Havoc is chaos.webp|Incredible art by .BurningFireStorms., thank you so much!
File:One heck of a havoc.webp|Amazing art by HyzenTheArtist (Thank you!! Jesus Christ, this is incredible!)
File:Adorable and horrifying .webp|Base by Mezepheles, fill by QueenBookOfTheSilkwings (thanks!)
File:Gore and all, havoc.webp|Incredible art by IllusiontheDreamWing! (HOLY CRAP WHAT!?!?!)
File:Havoc by TheTriadic.webp|Havoc art by The Triadic (This is wild! Thanks!!)
File:Havoc memoji by Flurry!.webp|Havoc Memoji by Flurry!
File:Album base by that1videogamer.webp| Base by Albuu, fill by That1VideoGamer!
File:A lotta havoc in a small bundle.png|Pixel Havoc!!
File:Havoc's chaos.png|Breakfast Bones
File:Hostile Havoc.webp|Havoc by Urstandingonmyneck!
File:Approaching Havoc.png|Havoc by Dusky!! WHAT!!! THIS LOOKS AMAZING!!!!
==Beginning==
I curled my tail barb safely into a coil as I squeezed myself into the cave. I was trembling, breathing shakily. According to Mother, no-one else knew where this branch of tunnels were. I was safe. But... Was she? And Father? Was he alright as well? He'd looked angrier and more afraid than any dragon I'd ever seen. Seeing my calm, good-natured father with his kind smile twisted into a fearsome snarl sent a stab of fear ripping through me. Mother had looked calmer, more determined, with a half-smile that said "Everything will be okay." Although... Something in her eyes told me she might not come back. 
Suddenly, a ear-splitting screech louder than anything I'd ever heard made me jump. A softer, gurgling scream filled with liquid darker than the deepest abyss sang itself into my ears. A tearing, ripping sound followed. Then there was silence. ...I didn't realize I was crying until I felt the hot tear roll down my cheek. I uncurled myself, and my shaking talons seemed to move automatically. They brought me out of the tunnels, and onto the sandy ground. 
I already knew they were dead before I saw the blood. My father's pale-yellow neck was drenched in it, a ragged slash still oozing out red. His kind hazel eyes were clouded with death, and looked sightlessly upwards towards the sky. Mother had no blood pooling around her. Her eyes were closed, and her expression was peaceful. She could have been sleeping, if it wasn't for the awkward angle of her neck. Her scarlet red scales were twisted around, leading to her broken neck. An uncontrollable sob ripped through my throat and I started crying. I could hear the echoes of my own grief entering the tunnels, and echoing back out at me. The clearing seemed to vibrate with my cries. Talon-steps behind me made me sniffle and stop.
A pinkish-red SkyWing with one eye stared calmly back at me and my tears. "Come now, sweet little light... Why so sorrowful?"
I looked at him in shock. Blood stained his claws, and red dripped from his snout. ...My Father's blood. Blood dripped from three slashes on his neck. 
A horrible flaming anger was building up inside me already. "You... Killed them?"
The SkyWing frowned slightly. "I'm sorry for your loss, but they'll be forgotten soon after. Your mind can't take the guilt. The stress that, somehow, you could have stopped it." He sighed. "Unfortunately, this is not possible. This event in your life has already passed. You cannot do any more than you already ha-"
I leaped at him, talons outstretched, determined to take back what I had lost, although I knew it was impossible to do so. I clawed at empty air. The SkyWing placidly stepped aside, and caught me by my wing, tsking softly.
"Do you want to know what caused me to do this?" The SkyWing murmured softly, a thin layer of threat exposed underneath. His talons made a swift movement, and tore through my wing membrane. White-hot pain made me gasp as he went on. "Do you want to feel what I've felt?" His large wings wrapped around me, holding me in place. He slowly brought his talon to my face, and dug deep into the flesh with his claws. 
Painfully, slowly, he carved a wobbly circle into my face, with my eye in the center. A red film covered my vision. "Stop," I gasped, as he pulled at the bloody circle. "Please... It hurts." He pulled harder. "Seriously, stop..! STOP! I'm sorry for-" 
Flaming, scorching pain flared through my face as a strange sensation rippled through me and I heard a ripping noise that made my stomach flip. Half my vision fell into darkness and I felt liquid pour out of me and onto the ground. I felt him slash at my throat, once, twice, three times. 
My legs couldn't hold myself up anymore. They folded beneath me, and I sank to the ground, breathing shallowly. I was going into shock, and shaking wildly. Peaceful darkness danced at the edge of my vision, mocking me with its indifference. "There. Do you know now?" The SkyWing said, walking away, and started to hum a tune. 
"The wind whistles in my ears, with it dreams of clouds and light. You've won the fight. As I lie down, unaware of the presence beside me, I ponder; Why was it all still tied to me..?"
==Personality ==
Cougar is a young, brave SandWing-SkyWing that gets annoyed and angry easily, although they're usually friendly and sociable. They tend to panic quickly and jump to conclusions, even when the situation isn't that serious. Although Cougar is jumpy, they are brave enough to close their eyes and brace themselves for the horror. Even when it's nearly impossible. ...This isn't always a good thing.
==Description==
Cougar is a small, squishy-looking SandWing-SkyWing, although SandWing is most dominant in their design. Signs of their SkyWing ancestry are their reddish scales, ridge and wings. Their eyes are a bright, sharp ruby red. Another of their SkyWing traits are the size of their wings, which are larger than usual. This makes Cougar a swift and successful flier. Their tail barb is flame-tipped, their result of being a hybrid. The scales and shell covering the barb and stinger are firescales. 
==Gallery==
File:Before incident.png|Cougar Design
File:FILLER.png
File:What a nice addition to the gallery..png|Wholsome Chibi Cougar
File:Brave cougar.png|Cougar basefill (base by MMicorwavee) fill by me
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Category:LGBT+
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Category:SkyWings
==F o u n d==
Category:Work in Progress
I stared blankly at the SkyWings cheering all around me. I was in the center of the hellish arena of Scarlet's creation. I didn't remember how I had gotten there, or how many battles I'd won. In fact, I hardly remembered anything anymore. It didn't matter. Nothing mattered. Nothing except...
As the SkyWing was shoved onto the arena sands, all sound around me seemed to go quiet. Time stopped, and for a moment, we stared into each other's eyes, each trying to guess what the other was thinking. 
I wasn't thinking at all. My mind couldn't form any words. All I could hear was a deafening screeching in my ears. Red movements flashed through my eyes. I couldn't see anything anymore. All I could see was the murderer of my parents, standing calmly in front of me. He sat down and examined is claws. 
As I was thrust back into the hell of screaming audience and clapping talons, a familiar melody drifted into my ears. 
Cities of gleaming and shining gold, Castles of ruby and jewel. If light from the flame is cast into dark, is anyone less than cruel?
My talons found their place and brought me forward. The SkyWing looked at me skeptically and made no move towards me. I had seen this before. I knew what to do. 
Another staggering step. My father's clouded eyes stared listlessly into mine.
I was close enough to claw him. He took no notice. My legs folded beneath me and I weakly clutched my head, waiting to die.
I pinned him down, my claws at his neck. I reached towards Mother. She was still. Her muscles were stiff and her scales were cold. 
"Do you want to know what caused me to do this?" I whispered into his ears, shaking. My parent's blood was still warm on my tongue.
Blood roared in my ears. I felt nothing. "Do you want to feel what I've felt?" My talons traced the lines on his neck, waiting for the command. I ripped more flesh off, and tears slipped down my face. 
My talons suddenly sank into his shoulders. Sickly energy pulsed in my body, and I was shaking wildly. "IT TASTED LIKE HEAVEN." I screamed at him. It tasted like hell. 
The SkyWings in the stands looked around at each other uncertainly. Queen Scarlet looked delighted, but there was a faint confusion in her eyes.
The SkyWing nodded understandingly. "You did what you had to survive." I relished the bite this time, begging myself for more.
My eyes burned and hot tears streamed down my face. I'd never felt so happy, so fulfilled. My parents were a mess of blood and flesh, but I was satisfied.
The SkyWing kept talking. "I know you won't kill me. Why do you think I-" Shakily, I stood up.
When I opened my eyes, the SkyWing was dead, and the crowd had gone silent. And I walked away.
Scrawled with blood in the arena sands, read the word "Havoc."
== Second Chance?==
My death had come far too soon. All I could remember was being unable to breathe, and hitting the ground. Then I was here.
The black heart of the Joy Space welcomed me into its endless void as I was thrust away from reality. Here, others were safe from me. Nothing ever happened here, and I lost count of the time I'd spent in there. There was no need to count, anyway. I would be there forever. No hope.
My thoughts slowly drifted to my life. I wasn't a good dragon. I know that. But I wasn't given a choice, I reflected. Out there, when the SkyWing killed my parents on the moor, I had no choice. I did what needed to be done. Right then, it had felt like the right thing to do. 
But, now, in the endless chasms of darkness for only the darkest of dragons, I wished with my all that I could change the way things played out. Maybe, if I hadn't done what I needed to do to survive, I would have been with my parents right now, young once again.
Deep regret like coffin knives stabbed me in the stomach as I wondered what kind of different life I could have had if I'd just let myself die. All the dragons that could have stayed alive and well, if I hadn't survived. All the dragons I'd killed... All the souls I'd destroyed... It was all for nothing. I still ended up with nothing.
The world would have been better off without me. 
Suddenly, the dark void of the Joy Space broke away, and I was enveloped in light, and all my pain seemed to melt away.
I only saw light, but two large, bleeding eyes seemed to burn themselves into my mind, along with a single sentence.
Redeem yourself.
==Personality==
Roar is an even-tempered, charismatic *Heavenly SandWing (See: Heavenly Dragons Paragraph). They have a very low amount of self-esteem, seeing themselves as the lowest of the low. But they're not wrong. They have much to pay for. Although they may seem cheerful at a glance, Roar has a deep depression, caused by their dislike of their job (guiding those who deserve it into the Joy Space). Their past life has created a dent in their luster, and caused their personality to dim. Roar is unable to feel several emotions, a result of the bits of soul they lost while in the Joy Space. This makes them frustrated and angry from time to time, although never in public. When they're like this, they stay secluded from other dragons, attempting to regain control of their temper. This charade is currently driving them slightly insane. Despite their calm, even tempered demeanor, they are flustered easily, and get embarrassed a lot.
==Description==
Roar is a yellow, blue, and red Heavenly SandWing with a purple ridge. The ridge is adorned with light blue stripes. Their horns (snout horn, and claws as well) are warm colors, (red, orange, yellow), and are in a fire-like pattern. Their tongue is a strange shade of blue. A large black and white feather is at the end of their tail, replacing their tail barb. The front of each of their wings is a morning sky, and the back is the night sky. If you look closely, you can see that the clouds in the wings are moving, along with the twinkling of stars, and shining of the moon and sun. Their eyes are red and blue, with a line of purple connecting the two colors. A white, ragged circle traces their left eye, and white three scar-like symbols are on their neck. If you look closely, they glow very faintly.
==Heavenly Dragons==
Heavenly dragons are lost souls in the Joy Space that have redeemed themselves by reaching a peace of mind in their time there. If the dragon is redeemed, they are sent back to the living realm to carry out a task for the gods. These tasks can take varying amounts of time, from days to eternities, and can be as simple as watering flowers to as difficult as killing hundreds. When heavenly dragons are sent back to the living realm, they change shape. From changing color to changing entire tribes, a dragon's appearance after spending time in the Joy Space usually sticks out like a broken wing. A Heavenly Dragon's scale color depends on how long they were in the Joy Space, along with their task. If they were in there for a short amount of time, their scale colors should be bright and colorful. But the longer they stay in the Joy Space, the dimmer and less colorful their scales become. A dragon who has spent a large amount of time in the Joy Space are the color of burned wood, and ash. Veins of color run through their scales, and their gray wings flash color (the color of the vein) from time to time.
==Redeeming Lost Souls (W.I.P)==
==Relationships (open)==
Zughib - positive - Zughib is still one of Roar's closest friends, and is sympathetic about both the position Roar is in, and the things they have to go through. However, Zughib is immensely confused about Roar's reincarnation and very concerned about their job.
Corvus - neutral - They aren't exactly friends, but they get along with each other well enough.
Valentine - positive-negative-ish - Roar finds them infuriating, hilarious, idiotic, and pleasant at the same time. Seemingly one of their greatest friends.
==Gallery (artwork is greatly appreciated)==
File:Raor.png|Base by DrawesomeJulia, fill by me
File:Reborn.png|Design
File:Whoopdedoopdoopdoo.png|a high price
File:Hey look it's raor!?!.webp|Roar by Verglas the IceWing (thanks! they look awesome!!)
File:Roarhappy.gif|Roar pixel gif!
File:Onyx intergalacticfly.webp|Fill by Onyx, base by intergalacticfly!
File:Totally not canon ship.png|Tooooooottalllly not canon ship
File:Aw it's totally not canon.png|ditto (base by Roselocks22)
== Trivia== 
*(Coding credits: color code and statistics by wheatley)
* Havoc's backstories are based off of a week of nonstop vivid nightmares I had.
*Havoc is partially based off of a seemingly endless depression I had during the Covid-19 quarantine.
* In "Ending", the last sentence is based off of a quote from the horror game "Cooking Companions", which, ironically, is about cannibalism. I swear that wasn't on purpose.
* I've always imagined Havoc with a mild British accent when they're calm, and a whispery, rasping voice when they... uh... aren't.
*This page probably has more coding than any of my other pages.
*Havoc has schizophrenia, caused by Kuru (a cannibalism-caused disease). However, it's not infectious.
* There is about one more backstory to go (two if I advance on the idea I have).
*Although Havoc loves coffin knives and their unique shape, I have never written or drawn them with coffin knives. ...I should probably do that later.
*Havoc, Cougar, and Roar are all the same dragon, it's just them as they get older.
*According to the Special Scales Dragons page, Havoc is an incomplete Firescales (see SkyWing section, Incomplete Firescales).
* The displaytitle says "Freedom at the greatest cost" backwards. That will make sense later.
*The Joy Space is an endless void between Heaven and Hell, for dragons that aren't bad enough to go down, but not good enough to go up. (If you know what I mean.) If they reach a peace of mind in their time in the Joy Space, they'll have a chance to redeem themselves through a task for the gods.
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