Sunday, May 12, 2013
Queen of Beasts
There is a beast that reigns over all others. She sits atop a pile of her own disregarded spawn, gorging herself on the young. Consuming them from the moment they leave her womb, she destroys them until they thank her for it. This kind of consumption must be gradual. It starts with affection, they must bond with her. In order to start the feeding process they must trust her completely. They rely on her for sustenance and security. She keeps the other monsters at bay.
Once they truly believe she loves them, she starts to pick away at them. Starting with their confidence "You'll never be able to achieve greatness", she tells them. They believe her, because why would she lie? If they will never be so powerful as her, there is no reason to leave her side. And at her side they stay. Then she begins to consume their beauty. Leading them down paths of self loathing. Encouraging them to scar themselves so as not to shine brighter than she does. They can't see how ugly she is, the illusion has taken hold. How could they ever be as amazing, powerful, or as special as she is?
From here she will choose her meals. The females are to be shoved aside and squashed before they can try to claim her throne. The males she will consume, first sanity and then flesh. Tearing them down to shells of what they once were. She makes them believe they are insane and therefore drives them to insanity. Once they have lost their grip on reality she begins to devour their flesh. Innocence is removed so thoroughly, they begin to see themselves as her king. The beast has no king. It has no equal. The evil inside this pitiful creature is deeply rooted.
Her gluttony has made her lazy and as she grows older she misses the finer details. The female young she has so casually discarded has found a small tunnel to observe her from. She waits, learning. She will find a way out and leave the beast behind. She will evolve armor made from the scars she has been given and she will tear the beast limb from limb when the opportunity presents itself.
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