DTAE for @Lagonish I USED 67 DAMN LAYERS FOR THIS ! Don't steal pls this took AGES! Space for next Basic info: Name: Uraeus Name Info: (Egyptian) A sacred cobra. Uraeus was a cobra-shaped symbol of divine authority in ancient Egypt, often worn on the head of royalty. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Gender: Demi-boy Pronouns: He/They ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Age: 22 Height: ??? ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Lore: Nobody has ever really been sure what Uraeus is, just that he strikes fear in the hearts of those who are unlucky enough to cross his path. It’s not that he ever really wanted to bring danger upon anyone, but he just caused an incredible amount of misfortune. He’s always had something strange about him. Unpredictable aggression, unexpected strength, an uncanny expression in his eyes… It was uncomfortable to be around. He tried to make friends- he really did, but anytime he’d approach passers, they got a sick feeling in their stomach. People he met would fall suddenly ill or have grave misfortune. There’s no evidence to say it was Uraeus, but it happened all too often. Feeling angry about his lack of sentiment to anyone, Uraeus stopped trying. He never smiled, he never talked. He’d scowl at passers and attack anyone who came close. People quickly decided he was too dangerous. They hated him and wanted him gone. A group of people set off in the night with a plan to murder the strange creature in his sleep, but what they didn’t expect was to find him sitting awake, staring at the night sky. They shrugged it off. Besides, they were larger and could easily take him on. They were wrong. Uraeus was aggressive and strong. He snapped and kicked at the people, and they were very taken aback. They grabbed a branch and held it high, ready to strike him to death. To their misfortune, two snakes slithered out from the bushes and bit the people. They retreated quickly as they could. Uraeus smiled at the two snakes, and they would themselves around his neck and legs. They would feed off his blood, injecting poison in him, but to Uraeus, it was the small price to pay for his twisted version of friends. He never died or got ill from the snakes, which was so wonderous, as they killed his attackers. He didn’t question the strangeness, and instead praised them for his rescue. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
