The flesh of humans is sweeter than any meat. The taste is addicting and soon it is the only meal one will crave. My wallow did not take kindly to my hunger, nor my corruption, for my scales had turned white like death. By the time they realized how far down this path I had gone, I was no longer in the Emerald Court. I serve the Unmaker now, I devour the humans, I rape the humans, I take their children as dessert. The Wyrm was happy to have a dragon in Her ranks and I am happy to serve. I crossed the great ocean, took one look at Prospect, and thought to myself, "Dinner is served." No god will save you, no protector will shield you. I will impale your heroes on my claws, I will skin them before your eyes, and create a great wall with their remains, and build a new empire within it. You will all bow before me, I am your Goddess now, I am your redemption. I am Wingless.
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Archid form: (Just with icy blue eyes and no wings)
Zhi's Changdao sword:
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