Velzarii Crimson

Vel was born centuries ago to a royal bloodline.

As the sole heir to the throne, Vel had been groomed for leadership since birth. But jealousy spread among the council and some began plotting against her, fearing their own power to fade. They knew that she would never be content with being a Queen; she must want more and they feared what she might do if she gained it.

As Vel grew older, she began to see through the veil of deceit surrounding her. She came to realize that the Council's members weren't her allies, but it was too late.
They convinced the King that his daughter was a threat to the throne.

Despite Vel's best efforts to expose the Council's treachery and rally support, she found herself increasingly isolated and vulnerable. The King, swayed by the Council's manipulations, turned against his own daughter and ordered her to be imprisoned.

The iron doors slammed shut and Vel found herself confined in the cold of the palace dungeons. The air was heavy with despair and the flickering torches cast dancing shadows on the damp stone walls. Her heart began to race, she sensed an unsettling and unnatural presence looming.

As she turned around a black shadow emerged from the darkness, its leathery wings unfurled with a grotesque rustle, sending shivers coursing through her spine. Its eyes, two crimson orbs, pierced through the darkness, fixating on Vel.

Suddenly, it lunged at her, biting Vel on the neck. Pain wracked her body as the monster's blood spread through her veins. Her spine rippled as her whole frame changed shape, turning her into a beast herself.

The transformation came over her, Vel's eyes turned black and her teeth lengthened and sharpened. Red marks appeared all over her skin and wings sprouted from her back, filling the dungeon with the sound of tearing flesh and bones. She screamed with rage so intense that the walls of the dungeons themselves began to crumble.

A fight ensued between Vel and the monster, their roars and snarls echoing throughout the palace dungeon. Her wings still weak, Vel struggled to stay aloft as the monster attacked her relentlessly. Taking advantage of her inexperience with her new form, it launched another attack, ripping the wings from her back.

Vel fell to the ground, battered and broken, but her rage burned hotter than ever.
With the last of her strength, she unleashed a shriek of pain, causing the dungeon to tremble and sending debris flying in all directions. The monster recoiled, momentarily stunned by the sheer force of her voice, Vel sensed her opportunity. She lunged forward, sinking her fangs deep into the monster's neck.

A new hunger was growing inside her as she tore into the creature's flesh, her fingers clawing for its head. It let out a final, nerve-wracking cry as it slumped to the ground,
lifeless.

Vel collapsed next to it, exhausted and seriously injured, but she knew that this wasn't her end yet. Even without her wings, Vel began to feel a sense of power surging within her, she felt herself becoming stronger than she had ever been before.

She realized that she was no longer a weak human being, she had become something new. She believed that this must be the path to something greater, but for now she craved to take revenge against those who had taken everything from her.

She slew anyone who stood in her way, taking their blood as payment for her pain. As long as the beast's gift granted her strength, she would continue seeking revenge on those who had wronged her.

Mercilessly.