Wolviex
#1 of Stories, Backstories, and Info!
So, just today, I posted out two OLD pictures of a dragoness chara I use to use, named Shadow Syacu Sarus. A lot of people will instantly mistake her as a Dragon/Wolf Hybrid, but this simply isn't the case. She belongs to a custom race of Dragon's of my creation called Wolviex. I've made this little journal to basically tell that backstory as to why they are the way they are.
Long ago, when all races were still young, but still developed enough to walk, to talk, to work together.. There was a small Wolf pack.. Led by a powerful Alpha, one loved by his pack. Riu Err'en, the first. He was beloved by his kind, a powerful, but kind hearted alpha male.. He kept his little band of outcasts perfectly safe.. As to why they were outcast.. They worshiped gods that others mocked them over. Two gods to be exact.. Two powerful, and kind hearted Dragon deities. Cry'a, mother of Darkness, and Love. And O'ri, father of Light, and Knowledge These two gods, had left the pack blessed, giving them wonderful land to call their own.. And blessed them with magical abilities. Abilities that helped them live long, happy lives.. But these gods had servents.. Servents who were tasked with protecting the world that the pack, and all over creatures called their own.. Voididians. They though, had grown corrupt... They had discovered something ancient.. Older then the current gods themselves.. A relic left behind, by ancient, evil gods, from the distant past. This relic.. Was full of their power, their corrupted magic.. And if infected the Voididians... Changed them slowly...
They were growing against their creators, their gods. The pack leader.. Riu Err'en was gifted to speak with the Voididan's, an emissary of the pack, to the servants of the gods. He'd spoken and seen the Voididian's for many seasons, many years.. He saw the change, taking place within them, a change, the Gods would not realize... After seeing this evil growing within heir kind.. He set off, in search for a way to enter their plane of existence.. A spirit portal, or a place where the spirit realm, and earthly realms were so close.. He could cross over, without dying. But Err'en would find no such place.. For many years he traveled.. Having left his pack to the safty of his beta, and his dearest Mate. But over the years, he'd grown ill.. And slowly, the proud male fell to his death bed, and passed into the next life... His spirit now free from his physical form, and the physical world, Err'en moved freely, passing into the spirit world.. And would search for the temple of the Void, home to the Voididians.. After all his years of searching in his physical form.. It took him such little time, to find the Temple of the Void.. Err'en knew there would be no way for him tos imply sneak in.. He would confront them, and to his horror, when he found a Voididian.. He saw just how much they had changed. They were twisted.. Evil looking.. Vile.. The brave wolf would confront the large 'guardian' spirit.. But would quickly be attacked.. The creature saw him simply as.. Food. Energy, a way of gaining power, by devouring Err'en. Just before the creature could destroy the soul of the former pack leader, the gods, who had been watching him, and his pack for so very long intervened.
They had watched over Err'en through out the years of traveling and searching he'd done. They stopped the horrible creature that had once been their servant, looking on to the dark, looming temple, now howling with the corrupted creatures. The dark goddess Cry'a lifted Err'en to his feet, and offered a simple smile to him, before he would feel his eyes grow heavy.. For a moment, Err'en slept.. His soul rested... But he would soon awake, returned to the physical world.. In his body.. Now restored, filled with life and strength.. Changed. Err'en would slowly stand.. Gazing down at his body.. He noticed no change at first.. But realized his back was heavy. And when he looked back.. Wings, large, beautiful, wings! Dragon wings! He'd quikly pull away at his clothing, gazing down over his exposed upper body. His chest and stomach, where there had once been soft white fur, now rested thick, strong dragon skin and scales, the same color as his wings. He was in pure shock, and utterly confused.. After a moment, Err'en would hear a soft voice ecoing in his mind.. The beautiful goddess of the Dark, Cry'a. She spoke to him.. Told him, that this was his reward.. Not just his, but his pack.. For their faith and devotion.. And for his discovery.. They had watched him, curious as to what he would do.. And were heart broken, when he had passed.. But when the saw what he had sought.. And finally seen what had happened to their former guardians.. They were rewarded. More then just this new form.. She explained.. That he, and his packs, were no longer simple wolves.. But dragons, by blood, and in spirit. They were given the chance to become the new guardians of this world.. Protectors of the balance, and good souls. Err'en would smile, and said he himself would accept... That he, and his pack, would gladly accept.. Err'en was returned to his pack, through a beautiful light, transported by the father O'ri. His pack, his mate.. They welcomed him with open arms.. And welcomed, their new lives.
I want to apologize now, for this poorly typed little 'backstory' as to what Wolviex are! If you read this and you're confused, then PLEASE ask me any questions you'd like! I am by no means an great writer, I'm rather bad honestly! But I've explained and put in what I could remember, and how I felt it should be put! If you have ideas to help make this backstory a bit smoother, I'm more then eager to accept criticism, and ideas!