[Part 1]
In a dark, humid cave, far away from civilization, there sits an ancient monument, a holy shrine known to all cervine kind: the flattest kobold- er, dragon- in existence.
Nobody knows how he got there; whether it be a comical misadventure, an elaborate prank pulled on him by a common hooligan, or a cruel act of revenge, the pathetic "dragon" had become irreversibly stuck and spread onto the cave wall, to be left as a helpless decoration for all eternity.
For years, deer from all over the world have gone on mass exoduses to gaze upon his gigantic, smeared glory, to worship the magnificence that is his plastered, mural-like body. It is a sacred journey, and a life-changing experience for anyone who is lucky enough to set their eyes (and hooves) upon his mighty pink scales.
Some say that if you listen closely, you can still hear his strained, muffled whimpers, his micron-thick body having lost the ability to move long ago.
For generations, all of deerdom will bask in his ever-smearing presence, worshipping him until the end of days. Or until he's so blurred and smudged that you can't even see him anymore, whichever comes first~



Happy birthday to my good bubdy  Jaygon!! I had a lot of fun making this, hahahaha!
Hope you don't mind staying there for... *checks notes* forever~ ^w^

Also, I made a smeary alt here!