Uknown/Ancient

Female

Mother of the Abominations

This creature was spawned from a God and Goddess. The blood of the God of Madness/Chaos and the tears of the Goddess of Monsters mixed together in a lake. As a result, the lake turned black, having a tar-like appearance. From the muck, rose this beast; The Mother of Abominations, Lepheria.
As years passed, the God of Madness/Chaos soon came across her. He courted the very creature he had spawned, who in turn spawned the dark, vicious creatures known as the 'Abominations'. The Abominations were completely uncontrollably, even by the God. Yet Lepheria loved the beasts as they were her children. Even when they struck out at her, attacked her, Lepheria still cared for the beasts.
Worried about what the other gods and goddesses would think of the uncontrollable beasts he and the creature Lepheria spawned, the God of Madness/Chaos came up with a plan in hopes of keeping the creatures in check. He tricked the Supreme God into allowing him to have a few strands of his white mane.
He then returned to Lepheria, demanding she swallow the strands of white mane. Of course, the creature was wary, not understanding why. She refused to do what he asked, more concerned about her 'children'.
Annoyed, the God of Madness/Chaos force-fed Lepheria, then proceeded to mate with her. The poor creature could do little against the God.

Months later, once again she spawned, only this time instead of monstrous beasts, she brought to the world the first Chaos Dragons.
Though, like the abominations, the chaos dragons instantly started to fight in the nest. The weakest chicks were quickly killed off and devoured. Only the strongest survived to stay in the nest, driving the few still alive out to fend for themselves. The champion of the nest was the Chaos Dragon known as Titus.
To Lepheria, Titus was the greatest of all the children she had brought into the world. Even when he had killed the smaller chicks, driving out the few remaining survivors, Lepheria couldn't quite explain what she felt. It was confusing, as she felt grief as the chicks fought amongst each other, but also felt a certain thrill. Titus was the one to still remain in the blood-soaked nest.

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