Wyvers

In a future, alternate timeline, the Gods have been reawakened with a fury, and with that fury, they take control of the world and reshape it to their collective liking, and reignite the power of magic, changing the way the world functioned as we knew it.
With the concept of magic now introduced to humanity, they went wild with it in this new world, creating new things and people that eventually restructured the system of the Gods themselves, changing everything once again.

Time has passed since then, and in a remote city in the largest desert two beings encounter one another and create an unlikely spawn, the mother dies shortly after giving birth due to a curse inflicted upon her by mysterious forces. The was then father left to take care of his child on his own and does his best, but is forced to return to his home realm in hell, due to the same reasons he was allowed in the mortal plane in the first place.

Left alone with only her friend, the two young serpentine venture off on many adventures together, developing a strong bond for one another that quickly grows into something more.
Then on one of these adventures, they find themselves trapped inside a hidden and desolate place. They searched for a way out, but in the end, only one escaped

Now alone the little serpent girl has to survive this world without anyone by her side, struggling to cope with all of the losses she's suffered over her life.

Will she be able to survive? Or will she fall into an endless spiral of despair and lonliness?

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Cover art made by Bee. You can find them on their instagram, devilbeez.

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WARNING! Contains Explicit Fetish content such as Futa and Vore. Also chapters containing sexual will be denoted by (R18*) with one * meaning a little amount to almost half-ish sexual content and ** meaning there is at least half-ish to almost all sexual content. 

Disclaimer! This novel contains graphic depictions of blood and gore.

All of this text is subject to change as I see fit when neccessary.

A Serpent's Tale

The lights that were scattered around the walled off area that the play was taking place in slowly faded away as another set of lights highlighted the main stage where a male elf walked onto the stage waring what looked to be ragged clothes from an older age.

He then began speaking loudly to us, the audience. "Long ago, we all were once many ununited, without order or peace. We were wild, we were unorganised and we were lost. And in that time, we were hunted by not only our fellow forest-folk, but by humans as well."

As he finished his words a bunch of actors wearing similar clothes of various races ran past the stage as people waring full plate armour chased them from behind with their swords raised. They then ran off stage and the elf resumed his narration.

The Winter Advent (3/3)