You know by now who I use a lot, but we have my big lug, a version of myself involved with his life, my favorite black and white sol from a friend Aria, her and the lugs natural mega daughter Staria, Maximilian from a certain wolf dragon, then his and the lugs biological children Krioxys (brown blue) the son, and Jökulsnótt their daughter screaming
You know I used to not be a very good man, less so when the Divines decided to grace us with their cursed light. They turned me into a play thing, used me in any way they could to have fun along with others, and they made us enemies of Humanity. Just for shits and giggles. While I know I wasn't GOOD but downright evil instead as the Criminal General of the one seventeen regiment. A slave essentially for the United States of America during World War 3 as they decided to throw people of any crime at the enemy. Now… I know I'm still not a good man, I've got too many sins stacked against me to be good even if this is another life in another instance of my world.
Yet even through all the things I've done and will do. The disastrous children, the chimera's I wrote so LONG AGO who came alive due to the divines, however, look me in the eyes and declare with a smile I'm a good man. That I just need to be given chances to show it… to do that my ever faithful shadow, my ever present overly protective guardian, decided to start creating kids with others. Pinching the bridge of my nose as I watched his son Krioxys bite his sister Jökulsnótt on the tail. Their father/mother Maximilian was annoyed trying to get their son to stop biting his sister.
Aria laid off to my right observing the rambunctious yet small dog sized Chimera pups with a small smile. Her daughter to my left with her mouth open as if trying to speak, but poor Staria couldn't come up with anything to say to her half brother. The main culprit behind this all was behind the three of us without his scarf leaving his scared neck and living chains exposed. As his chains with a mind of their own circled around to the right and under to the left between me and Staria. His smug but very affectionate voice sounded out through various means between us.
“You know I'm a horrible horrible parent, so if only SOMEONE that's smart yet stupid, caring yet apathetic, and my favorite person out of EVERYTHING they've done would help me raise my kids.”
Turning my head I just blankly glared at the giant orange menace. An extremely smug but loving smile on his lips as he watches me and his kids. Grounding out a sigh I just shook my head. Running a hand through my brown hair that had started slowly turning white making it look like I was partially blonde.
“Ain't any better here, you know I'm rotten with kids and not a worthwhile role model…. I'm just someone that should be dusted for everything I've done… but you and the other's won't let me just say no or rest without a proper ending, so I'll give it a try.”
You know I used to not be a very good man, less so when the Divines decided to grace us with their cursed light. They turned me into a play thing, used me in any way they could to have fun along with others, and they made us enemies of Humanity. Just for shits and giggles. While I know I wasn't GOOD but downright evil instead as the Criminal General of the one seventeen regiment. A slave essentially for the United States of America during World War 3 as they decided to throw people of any crime at the enemy. Now… I know I'm still not a good man, I've got too many sins stacked against me to be good even if this is another life in another instance of my world.
Yet even through all the things I've done and will do. The disastrous children, the chimera's I wrote so LONG AGO who came alive due to the divines, however, look me in the eyes and declare with a smile I'm a good man. That I just need to be given chances to show it… to do that my ever faithful shadow, my ever present overly protective guardian, decided to start creating kids with others. Pinching the bridge of my nose as I watched his son Krioxys bite his sister Jökulsnótt on the tail. Their father/mother Maximilian was annoyed trying to get their son to stop biting his sister.
Aria laid off to my right observing the rambunctious yet small dog sized Chimera pups with a small smile. Her daughter to my left with her mouth open as if trying to speak, but poor Staria couldn't come up with anything to say to her half brother. The main culprit behind this all was behind the three of us without his scarf leaving his scared neck and living chains exposed. As his chains with a mind of their own circled around to the right and under to the left between me and Staria. His smug but very affectionate voice sounded out through various means between us.
“You know I'm a horrible horrible parent, so if only SOMEONE that's smart yet stupid, caring yet apathetic, and my favorite person out of EVERYTHING they've done would help me raise my kids.”
Turning my head I just blankly glared at the giant orange menace. An extremely smug but loving smile on his lips as he watches me and his kids. Grounding out a sigh I just shook my head. Running a hand through my brown hair that had started slowly turning white making it look like I was partially blonde.
“Ain't any better here, you know I'm rotten with kids and not a worthwhile role model…. I'm just someone that should be dusted for everything I've done… but you and the other's won't let me just say no or rest without a proper ending, so I'll give it a try.”
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Chimera
Size 2048 x 1422px
File Size 2.42 MB
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