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the god of infinity
Dragons Dominion (spark)
Statistics
Species
Wolf

Sex
male (he/him)

Age
5 months

Height
Very Tall

Weight
Heavy

Build
Athletic

Eyes
purple & yellow (partial heterochromia)

Fur
black, gold dusting

Scent
sun-warmed stone • ash • frankinsense

Oddities
heterochromia

Mark of Mythris
None

Writer

Posts

Threads

Rating
3L - 2S - 3V
Excessive/Strong Language, Gore, Incest

unhurried • observant • intelligent • restrained • unpredictable • manipulative • arrogant • loyal
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The majority of his siblings came marching onto the scene, some more ... boisterously ... than others. Heh would watch, lips twisting upward in a near-invisible trace of childish annoyance. A few of them would wonder, but the majority of them would swing into fiery action. They seemed overall undeterred by the salty air and the hot wind, immediately willing to waste their energy on an imaginary prize.

Heh continued to watch his father.

"The right to rub victory in the noses of your siblings," he would start, and Heh continued to stare, so far unimpressed. "The undying pride that comes with winning." Heh's ear flicked. He already had an undying pride — wasn't that part of being a Saxe-Delonbraj? A dragon?

The heat pounded on Heh's back, and he was feeling less and less willing to move as time ticked on.

"First dibs on whatever toy I bring back for you mongrels, redeemable whenever you want it to be. Now go, go look for cool shit."

At least that was something tangible, and perhaps the ocean would cool him down a bit. Though there was a part of him that absentmindedly wondered if the ocean would grow hungry and sweep them all away with the tide.

He'd glance at Kek for a moment before shrugging. The boy toddled toward the shore, dual-toned eyes to the wet sands as he perused the salt-soaked shores for an appropriate prize. He landed on a murex shell, mostly because it reminded him of fish bones. But the shell was in pretty poor condition , with pieces and bits broken, and the shell overall sun-bleached from it's time in the harsh jungle sun.

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The emperor needs his... drink. - by Vasili - 9/1/2026, 2:16 AM
RE: The emperor needs his... drink. - by Heh - 9/1/2026, 8:00 PM
RE: The emperor needs his... drink. - by Kek - 9/2/2026, 11:03 PM
RE: The emperor needs his... drink. - by Heh - 10/11/2026, 1:30 PM

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