Legend
ok this is a story for people like me how for effected emotionally by some stories
"Now how to begin.... ahhh yes i know"
"This story is about a man... well not a man exactly. But a creature of great power and skill. A creature that was born to take life, born from... the PITS OF HELL! Although his race were destend to have great power, they were just as impatient to get it. The race belong to formed an alliance with Lucifer, to join his army to over though THE GODS. A young darkelf one of the last of his kind was forcet to fight one alst desideing battle but as you know... They lost, and where damned for all eternity to never walk the land again. The rest that lived there even the ones how did not fight, were out cast. All of them were hunted down, raped, and slottered one, by one. He was remake from this hated of all his kind, forgde from the magic that band them for life, and deified to kill off the world... No one expected him to defy his fate, and run from his makers."
"And then", the demon Sherrisa stared at the lil dragoness in anger ready to yell at her for the fifteenth time, but desided to cold her tone "lil one you must have paithunts I'm getting to that. Now then where was I oh yes."
"Lusifer was his maker, not his keeper. The young darkelf was to crafty for this unholy being and excaped from his clutches, unknowing that hereleist thousands of evil souls. The victory was sort lived however, and the creature curst to live a immortal life with great power but not on earth. The gods shunned him for what he was and the unknown sin he committed. With there great powers they gethered the escapees and told them, "YOU ARE NOT FIT TO LIVE HERE UNTIL YOU PROVE YOUR SELVES". The creature who stared the escape replide, "and how do i do this with no place to prove it" the gods thought, then said "WE WILL SEND YOU TO A NEW PLANET FAR AWAY FROM HERE AND THERE YOU WILL LIVE TILL WE SEE FIT FOR YOU TO RETUN. THERE YOU WILL ALL BE ITS SAVIOUR, OR ITS DEATH". "BUT WHAT IS THIS PLANET N..." that was all he got off befor being whirled around in a pool of light. The last words he and the rest heard were... yiffstar.
The domens of that world employed him as a sage, for they too were building armies in seacret to overthough there gods. The darkelf was more then happy to do this, for involved kill the wicked, although he did not know why the demoned need the evil souls, but he what findout some day.
His pay was great and the satisfaction of killing was even greater... till one night when all that changed the night he met you"
It was 12:00 at night bar in Muck Cite. . The sage/assassin was sitting at a bar stole waiting for his next missoin to be delivered by Sherrisa, but of course a demon that can puff* out of thin air can't be on time, it would just roughen the dramatic entrance. This gave him time to meditate on the his past and appearance. Altough he didn't look it his body was build to his job, lean, strong, fast, indeed it is said that now could match has speed or skill, or cunning. He was clothed in a jet black clock that hid his full boby armor and deadly array of weapons. sitting there he thought about the nights to come, but found himself thinking of the night it changed for him the night he met her.
The night was a long and he sone grow bored of jumping from roof top to roof, jumping occasionally down to scare his pray into a new direction. 'Hell" he thought to himself this ally looks good enuff to kill him in". The mission he got that night was to kill a neckrofealiack < a person who fucks people how are dead > the fellon in question was a shady lion that had dogde the police for a liveing. Never did the lion know fear like this, he had made the women he kill fear him, but this. He lay panting behind a dumpster hopeing to have lost his stocker. He then felt a hand on his face, slowly lift him off the ground, its owner said "I may be blind but the doesn't mean that I can't sence you with the other 7 I got". He chucled for a sec befor hearing a small and feable cry. "Mommy... mommy, pleaze get up im sceared, mommy." Altough indeed the darkelf could make her out as a blueish blure, seeing a young white crying dragoness, there next to a mangled body that he could only axiom was the girls mother at this point. One siff of air from his powerful sence of smell was all it took to link the sent of the victems killer to this lion.
Then a new emotion swepped through him like never befor, pitty, with sadness mix in. One single black tear fell from his demon eye, the eye that would paralize and robe the soul of the one who looked into it, the other was scard and sealed shut. Then rage like never befor builded with in him "you... SICK FUCK" gripping the man tighter now, till his skull cracked "YOU MAKE AN ORPHAN HACHLING BECAUSE YOU WANTED TO PLEASE YOUR SELF". The rage still building in him "death... is to good for you" at that he let go of him... and the savage beatting began. The lion didn't hit the ground body stuck to the wall as punch after punch pummed his frell body. He then tryed to roar in pain but was silenst with a quick prosice hit to the windpipe. Bones could be heard shaddering into peaces with in him. The young dragoness still in fear as this stronge lion that kill her mother was reduced to a mere pudle of liveing flash. The man who was doing the punishing stopped, lets the beatten pile of flash fall to the ground befor turning his attentoin to the lil dragoness.
"Don't be scard lil one i will not harm you" he said this solfedly sweetly. The little dragoness
seemed to loose fear of him and crawled quickly twords him. "Hi there lil one whats your name" he said hugging her lightly "Lizzy and im one year old, so dont call me lil one" she snapped. "Well Lizzy it looks like were going to be together till i find you a new family, does that sound ok to you?" she smiled weakly at him, slightly intimidated at this new fact "wh.. wha. Whats your name, or do I don't have to call you daddy" the man just looked at her, though all his sences to pear into her soul. Finding no trace of evil he wispering in her ear... "Xinn". She giggled at the name befor a froun crosted her face, the smell letting Xinn know why. He reached out for the diaper bag inches from the dead mothers body. Then turning Lizzy onto her knees he he undid the staps to her diaper. he then reared at the unplesent sight and fresh smell, "How can a lil one like you make such a big mess like this". It < at this point i think you can all gather that she craped her diaper... big time> was covering her entire tail base even her small slit. Xinn takeing out the wipes fround held his breath and wiped her. It wasn't long befor he saw that she moaned each time he wiped her anus or slit, she then turned her head to watch him, red building up in her face. he then relised by 1 year old, she ment in dragon years.
When he was finily done, with a new found descust on his face, took the old diaper and thow it at the cripled lion, that stared crying at the smell. "there" Xinn said powediring and putting a new diaper on her, "feel better". Liz stud up turned to face him, redder in the face then ever "yes" she said in a way that hinted that she was arused. Discust still on his face Xinn grabed her picked her up and said "I'm not going to pleaze you in that way you know" "i know" she giggled "but i can dream". At this Xinn just looked at her and said "I can tell your going to be a handful till I find a family for you, you lil purve". Lizzy purr at this remark befor she felt them venished in a puff of smoke.
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