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 serpentines 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 loneliness?

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WARNING! This novel contains fetish content such as Futanari and Vore, you have been warned. It also contains some descriptive and gory scenes that some may not like, chapters with such content have a note at the beginning of them.

Any and all of this text is subject to change whenever I like.

A Serpent's Tale

That play was not a legend, or a myth. It was real. And it was my history.

That bitch stole it for her own gain. I know the truth though. And that's that this curse will never leave, will never be broken, and will forever remain.

At least, that's what it was supposed to be like… But none of them remained alive, nor were they able to spread their blood.

All that malarky about acceptance was nice and all, but it's total bullshit. She's just using that as a way to cover something up, I know it.

Either way, I now know that I must do this.

I wasn't born naturally. No, I was born from the resentment of Shandrakazaa, the girl portrayed in that play.

What they said about her cursing several people was true, but the lifting the curse thing was false.

I am a product of Shandrakazaa's hatred towards society made manifest.

The Cursed Child