Biography
a king of demons.
beautifully deranged.
"the gates of Hell. aren't they just beautiful?"
he laughed, sitting upon his throne. his blazing blue eyes merciless, blood pooled around his paws, the fog making it hard to make out his shape. ravens flapped over his head, screeching.
"welcome to Hell."
he smiled, lips peeled back revealing blood stained teeth. it seemed as though everything was bloodied, dead. his single blue eye blazed with hatred, his thirsty need of revenge unsatisfied. "well, dear, aren't you going to step closer? introduce yourself." he purred, his tail curling over his paws.
the wolf shrank closer to the bloody floor, nearly gagging. "h-hello." he cowered, ears pressed close to his head. the male upon the throne tilted his cranium, "are you lost, boy?" he asked, seemingly friendly. the wolf licked his lips nervously, "y-yes." he stammered, rising slowly. "i can help you, if you help me." the large melanistic male jumped from his throne, stepping closer to the other male. "what can i do for you?" the wolf stood up fully, looking at Asmodeus. Asmodeus flicked his tongue over his teeth, examining his claws causally. "bring me back to life, boy." he growled, his head jerking up suddenly.
the wolf looked startled. "that's impossible!" he protested, backing up. Asmodeus stared at him, his expression blank. "is it, boy?" he asked, his lip quivering. "of course it is, im not a fool." the wolf huffed. Asmodeus suddenly cracked into laughter, sounding as though he's lost his mind. the wolf backed up more, his ears pressed against his head once more. Asmodeus eyed him, "where are you going?" he purred, "we're not done." the wolf's eyes flashed, "im getting help." he mumbled, his terrified gaze never leaving Asmodeus. "of course.." and quite suddenly Asmodeus leaped towards him, slashing the wolf's neck with bloodied claws. "if you cannot bring me back to life, you shall have none." he snarled and took a step back, watching as shadowed wolves feasted upon the body.
"help me!"
help me!"
Asmodeus wailed, backing up slowly and shaking his head vigorously.
"they're back! please!"
the male suddenly broke into a grin, followed by a wicked laugh.
"uh-oh, better go catch them.."
Asmodeus cackled, a twisted smile spreading across his muzzle. he parted opened his mouth, blood dripping from it, rolling down his throat and splashing onto the ground forming a puddle of blood.
"help me, help your king."
Breeding Info
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Spouse; Styx
Offspring/Heir; Many
Sire; Unknown
Dam; Unknown
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Special Skills
pelt design & customized by: Pack King [70394]
bio credits; 152281
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Winter 
Night Weather: 
Fog Moon: 
