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It's kinda long and complicated, but the short version of it is that I randomly found a forgotten magical artifact, decided to poke it, woke up changed into a permanently feral form and got forced into exile from my home tribe because ancient superstitions.
Then, having nowhere else to go, I found myself in the great shining city, where I ended up getting kept as some sort of lab rat (in exchange for them trying to find a way to let me return back to normal ofc. As luck would have it, just simply having a bunch of powerful mages try to turn me back into normal didn't work), as intelligent feral animals don't exactly grow on trees, and especially not ones full of raw magical energies.
And even tho I -did- learn how to call upon that power, it turned out to be virtually useless as I had no way of properly direct it once summoned, because lack of hands and stuff (my natural element isn't too useful if it can't be directed properly, apparently).
Someone suggested I should try to use my ears instead, or try to learn how to do that breath-thing dragons have going, but that'd just have been silly.
And since my luck is just that awesome, the whole empire crumbled before someone figured out how to turn me back, but at least they did get me to the point where I could do some things that didn't require all that much precision, and that I can has wings if I really want to, because apparently that's more normal to my kind than walking upright and having opposable thumbs. Guess it's got something to do with the old creation myths of my kind, but I feel like I've ranted on about this for long enough by now.
Needless to say, my home universe is kinda weird.
But at least I get to take breaks from that whenever I'm here, so it's ok.
I guess this means my creator is kinda weird too. >->
Yay, it's a wall of text!
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