‘Imagine this. Your bare talons are caked with mud as you stand in the centre of the city square, eyes pinned to the executioner's gleeful smile. It takes all your willpower not to lunge for him. Your mother is about to be hanged. It has been revealed that she is the Darkened Animus, a powerful dragon who has freed hundreds of dragons from captivity and enslavement. Unfortunately, you know this is not true. You are the Darkened Animus. Your mother has sacrificed herself for you and sworn you to silence. Above your head, your phoenix flies, circling as if he knows what you have done. He will not land on your shoulder like he normally does as he sees you have betrayed your destiny and your blood. Tears well in your eyes. No, you cannot let this happen. You will not let this happen! You close your eyes as a tear slides down your cheek and whisper a forbidden spell—one to bring about unbridled destruction. After hearing the sounds of terrified screams and the tearing of flesh, you open your eyes to find the executioner and the guards dead. You are relieved, almost happy, until you look around your surroundings and realise the horror you have unleashed. Everyone is dead, including your mother. Your hatred and anger corrupted the spell, amplifying its power far beyond your ability to wield it. You fall to your knees, knowing that you have laid waste to a city of millions. Well.’ Saguaro grinned. ‘I’m not sad anymore.’
This story is set in a bit of an au i came up with; kinda WoF with some medieval and fantasy themes haha- 1. Guillotine vines 2. Added worldbuilding stuffs 3. Very flat bust
