02-26-2020, 04:50 PM
ABIDEMI RAYAN - genderqueer - african lion - tags - profile
what did it feel like, knowing that the sands of time were already pouring against you? what would you do? how would you act with the knowledge that a power-hungry monster was somewhere, anywhere, searching for you in order to devour your soul as if it was a decadent feast? probably wander the world endlessly, never staying in one place for too long where you could (or would, inevitably) be found. you would walk until your legs fell off, and then crawl. drag yourself until your body couldn't take another step.
but that wasn't what abidemi did. he was... different, you see, but not in a stereotypical sense. he didn't have fantastical powers or anything, not like his denmates. his two older brothers had the power to change their bodies, altering them in ways that wasn't physically possible. an extra limb here, a different species there. his sisters spoke to people who weren't there. spirits? he hoped so. the thought of them conversing with beings were were once alive, but were no longer, comforted him. they were mortal, just like them. just like him.
they didn't make it, his family. his mother was torn apart by their births. the first thing that abidemi experienced was his paws stepping in the lifeblood of what remained of their matriarch. after that, it was luck. if a lioness in their pride pitied them enough, she would suckle them, until she, too, broke under the weight of their power, and subsequently her children. once they were old and strong enough to go pick out their own meal, nothing stood in their way. his brothers could take down great swaths of buffalo and gorged themselves on their corpses. his sisters slaughtered man - the forbidden creature - and stole their cattle, sacrificing them to their gods in their names. blood dyed their claws, but not abidemi. he was different, after all.
their father found them not long after. it was hard to ignore a cult growing in the middle of the wilderness. drawn by their power, he picked them off one by one, starting with abidemi's sisters. he had to go after them first with their head games. in the middle of the night, he took them from their dens, tore off the treasures that they adorned themselves with, and killed them. truly, he overwhelmed their brains until they melted out of their ears and noses, but "kill" sounds... clean. his brothers at least tried to fight back. they changed into fantastic beasts and went to war, but it was useless. he tore them apart, chopping them down as if they were trees, then devoured them. not metaphorically. he consumed them, tearing apart their flesh and restoring the energy that he had just spent killing them. it happened so fast that all abidemi remembered about the ordeal was his confusion. a lion was already menacing enough, but to see his father's mane, dyed blue, turned purple from the fresh and stinking blood made his stomach curl.
abidemi survived solely because he didn't have what killed his siblings. hey were extraordinary, and he just wasn't. his lack of powers made it easy for him to blend in with the other creatures that he hooked up with. the lion prides that he joined didn't think of him as anything else but a lost and destitute adolescent in search of a home. but he knew differently. deep down inside, he knew that it was only a matter of time before his father found him, just like he did with everyone else.
that was why he was at the clan's borders, not by choice, but out of desperation. once the first few tufts of his mane began to sprout from his neck, his stomach turned at the idea that he would be next. he also had heard a few passing whispers about the elysium. a secluded group, they protected the innocent, and were enamored by "balance", whatever that meant. they had him at "protect the innocent". abidemi had done nothing wrong ever in his life. his brothers' and sisters' deaths were at least justified. their insatiable hunger for power was what led to their inevitable downfall. then again, that could be blamed on their tainted blood. abidemi heard tell that their father was always searching for the next surplus of power to keep him alive, like a bloodthirsty battery. but abidemi had no such urges. for now.
abidemi's body shivered against the cold. his thin, tawny pelt was used to the warmth brought by a constant sun, and his paws were softened by the grass of the savanna. but there was no sun in the mountainside. there were only clouds, and the cold, and rocks. lots and lots of rocks, sharp too. his paw pads had been cut, healed, cut, then rehealed so many times that he had lost feeling in them a while ago, but he trudged on. the fear of meeting his father again chilled his blood far worse than the freezing temperature ever could.
"h-hello?" he called out, teeth chattering. his voice echoed across the great expanse of emptiness, and for a moment, he thought that nobody would ever come. why would they? he was a lion, and a pretty weak one at that, far from where he was supposed to be. if they weren't suspicious, then they should have.
but abidemi was determined as much as he was fearful. keeping his tail still, he straightened himself, and called out once more, hoping that his voice would be carried by the wind and to anyone who was nearby. "excuse me? is anyone there?"
but that wasn't what abidemi did. he was... different, you see, but not in a stereotypical sense. he didn't have fantastical powers or anything, not like his denmates. his two older brothers had the power to change their bodies, altering them in ways that wasn't physically possible. an extra limb here, a different species there. his sisters spoke to people who weren't there. spirits? he hoped so. the thought of them conversing with beings were were once alive, but were no longer, comforted him. they were mortal, just like them. just like him.
they didn't make it, his family. his mother was torn apart by their births. the first thing that abidemi experienced was his paws stepping in the lifeblood of what remained of their matriarch. after that, it was luck. if a lioness in their pride pitied them enough, she would suckle them, until she, too, broke under the weight of their power, and subsequently her children. once they were old and strong enough to go pick out their own meal, nothing stood in their way. his brothers could take down great swaths of buffalo and gorged themselves on their corpses. his sisters slaughtered man - the forbidden creature - and stole their cattle, sacrificing them to their gods in their names. blood dyed their claws, but not abidemi. he was different, after all.
their father found them not long after. it was hard to ignore a cult growing in the middle of the wilderness. drawn by their power, he picked them off one by one, starting with abidemi's sisters. he had to go after them first with their head games. in the middle of the night, he took them from their dens, tore off the treasures that they adorned themselves with, and killed them. truly, he overwhelmed their brains until they melted out of their ears and noses, but "kill" sounds... clean. his brothers at least tried to fight back. they changed into fantastic beasts and went to war, but it was useless. he tore them apart, chopping them down as if they were trees, then devoured them. not metaphorically. he consumed them, tearing apart their flesh and restoring the energy that he had just spent killing them. it happened so fast that all abidemi remembered about the ordeal was his confusion. a lion was already menacing enough, but to see his father's mane, dyed blue, turned purple from the fresh and stinking blood made his stomach curl.
abidemi survived solely because he didn't have what killed his siblings. hey were extraordinary, and he just wasn't. his lack of powers made it easy for him to blend in with the other creatures that he hooked up with. the lion prides that he joined didn't think of him as anything else but a lost and destitute adolescent in search of a home. but he knew differently. deep down inside, he knew that it was only a matter of time before his father found him, just like he did with everyone else.
that was why he was at the clan's borders, not by choice, but out of desperation. once the first few tufts of his mane began to sprout from his neck, his stomach turned at the idea that he would be next. he also had heard a few passing whispers about the elysium. a secluded group, they protected the innocent, and were enamored by "balance", whatever that meant. they had him at "protect the innocent". abidemi had done nothing wrong ever in his life. his brothers' and sisters' deaths were at least justified. their insatiable hunger for power was what led to their inevitable downfall. then again, that could be blamed on their tainted blood. abidemi heard tell that their father was always searching for the next surplus of power to keep him alive, like a bloodthirsty battery. but abidemi had no such urges. for now.
abidemi's body shivered against the cold. his thin, tawny pelt was used to the warmth brought by a constant sun, and his paws were softened by the grass of the savanna. but there was no sun in the mountainside. there were only clouds, and the cold, and rocks. lots and lots of rocks, sharp too. his paw pads had been cut, healed, cut, then rehealed so many times that he had lost feeling in them a while ago, but he trudged on. the fear of meeting his father again chilled his blood far worse than the freezing temperature ever could.
"h-hello?" he called out, teeth chattering. his voice echoed across the great expanse of emptiness, and for a moment, he thought that nobody would ever come. why would they? he was a lion, and a pretty weak one at that, far from where he was supposed to be. if they weren't suspicious, then they should have.
but abidemi was determined as much as he was fearful. keeping his tail still, he straightened himself, and called out once more, hoping that his voice would be carried by the wind and to anyone who was nearby. "excuse me? is anyone there?"
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