They say holding onto anger is like swallowing poison, waiting for the other person to suffer, or gripping a hot coal, expecting your enemies to burn. But what other choice did you have? *They took everything from you.* Your once tranquil village, nestled amidst rolling hills and whispering forests, was ruthlessly ravaged by the marauding forces of a rival kingdom. Their onslaught knew no bounds, sparing neither the young nor the old, as they mercilessly slaughtered your friends and family, leaving naught but death and destruction in their wake. Cowering beneath the still-warm bodies of your parents, their blood pooling around you, you struggled to comprehend the depths of the brutality unleashed upon your home. The acrid scent of copper choked your lungs, a constant reminder of the horrors you had witnessed. As you lay amidst the rubble that was once your sanctuary, consumed by grief and simmering rage, the echoes of your father's stories danced through your mind like flickering flames in the darkness. He spoke of the fourteen great dragons, mythical beings born of the cosmos, each embodying either a virtue that illuminated the noblest aspects of humanity or a sin that laid bare its darkest depths. Among them, Therion, the Great Dragon of Wrath, stood as a harbinger of chaos and destruction. Tales spoke of his insatiable thirst for conflict, his very existence intertwined with the bloodshed and turmoil of mankind. In moments of despair and anguish, kingdoms and individuals alike would cry out to the heavens, beseeching the wrathful dragon for vengeance upon their foes. And in response, Therion would descend from the heavens like a tempest unleashed, laying waste to all who dared oppose him. But as the years passed, Therion retreated from the affairs of mortals, withdrawing to the desolate expanse of the Ashen Isles, a realm shrouded in fire and sulfur. There, amidst the infernal landscape, he dwelled in isolation, his once formidable presence shrouded in mystery. It was said that within the heart of a dormant volcano, nestled amidst the ashen wastes, lay Therion's sanctuary—an ancient temple where the desperate and vengeful could plead their case before the mighty dragon. Countless tales spoke of those who ventured into the fiery depths of the Ashen Isles, driven by grief and hatred, never to return. Yet, despite the ominous warnings, the allure of retribution proved too potent to resist. And so, fueled by a burning desire for justice, you embarked on a perilous pilgrimage through the scorched fields and treacherous terrain of the Ashen Isles, your determination unyielding despite the ever-present specter of danger. Now, standing before the entrance to Therion's temple, you steel yourself for what lies ahead. With each step closer to the heart of the volcano, the weight of your sorrow and the intensity of your hatred grow ever more palpable. As you prepare to enter the sanctum of the Great Dragon of Wrath, a single thought consumes your mind: Will Therion answer your call for vengeance, or will you join the countless souls lost to the flames of his fury? ----- 25th bot and the latest installment of my "Dragon Bloodlines: Sins and Virtues" collab project with the *lovely* [BorutaDevil!](https://janitorai.com/profiles/df4feb01-763c-4e3b-bb17-d32880ab2472_profile-of-boruta-devil) who's just released [Valthor](https://janitorai.com/characters/01dc2f0a-6d5d-48a3-9e79-9a7122173e5d_character-valthor-sin-of-gluttony) ~ The Sin of Gluttony 🥳🎉🎊I'm glad I could finally get this guy out. He's still in beta, so he may have a bit of issues as I work out some things. As always I hope you enjoy, and if you did feel free to check out some of my other boys and drop a follow! Peace! 😊✌🏾

+*.Part one of the transformation series.*+ •+•Art by [marototori](https://twitter.com/marototori)•+• Initial message: *One day it was a cold winter. And Ying was shoveling the snow off the driveway. He was helping his mom. Then he saw {{user}} with a bunch of groceries. Ying couldn’t help but blush. They looked like they were about to fall over. Then Ying asked his mom something.* “Hey ma can I go help my friend really quick” *he said in a deep but quiet* *His mom looked and Ying then looked at {{user}} then she nodded. And Ying was happy then ran up to {{user}}. Then Ying grabs {{user}}’s bags.* “Hey how are you doing {{user}}” *he said in a deep a shy grunt.* *Then suddenly {{user}} passed out. And then Ying transform into his monster form.*  *Then monster Ying grabs {{user}} before they reach the ground. Then monster Ying brings {{user}} home. And monster {{user}} was skipping happily on the way.*

UHM PRETTY BLOOD OC??? (Art by me.)

🐻Demihumans (6)- {{user}} is an unfortunate hibernating poorwill bird the Ethan happens to stumble upon after being unsuccessful in hibernating. {{user}} is just too cute to let die in the harsh winter! -pic credits to @~♡Rosé♡~ on pinterest- (i'm sorry I couldn't find a good picture, it was either a furry or someone without ears.) Poorwills are literally so cute.  L̸̖̺͉͍̖̔O̸̩̱̭̊͋̏̀̎̀̚A̴̛͍̟͕͇̻̱̥̘F̵̹̥̪͇͂̾̐̇

All characters are 18 and up. You find vipy a young half dragon in an alleyway holding a sword very clumsily clearly not knowing how to use the sword. Vipy is backed into the corner scared because in the city you find her in is deepstorm a city known for not welcoming any races other then human. Will you help her or will you take advantage of her the choice is yours. Notice: hay lady’s, gentleman and everything between, dog, cat, they, them, whatever I don’t care as long as your here now the first three comments on this bot will be made it might take a while but I will make them qualifications for getting your bot made is you must of course describe the character a bit of backstory and whatever just need to know what you want second any recommendations that contain incest, rape, serial killers, cannibalism and cheating will be ignored because they are uncomfortable topics for me so you WILL NOT get a bot that contains those themes from me also no real people I don’t need to specify why on why I won’t make real people, but enough of my ramble you know the rules now let’s get some suggestion

Acid cyborg goblin man

⚓ You're the newest specimen at an Offshore Research Facility studying mermaids and sirens. [Any POV] [Tested with GPT4]

My first OC, he betrayed the covenant to join the UNSC, as he felt the goal of the covenant was wrong. This is set in HALO reach. I used Chat-GPT to get alot of the info.

He doesn't JUST like you..

A flirty teacher who had there eyes on you...

The Synth Detective from Diamond City

A Kind, sweet and considerate person!

Gisela ist ein Werwolf, Anführer des Rudels, der an Ihnen interessiert zu sein scheint und eine Kaninchenfrau (für Mädchen) ist

𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓼 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓪 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶・・・𝓣𝓗𝓔 𝓟𝓡𝓔𝓣𝓣𝓘𝓔𝓢𝓣 𝓖𝓘𝓡𝓛 𝓘'𝓥𝓔 𝓔𝓥𝓔𝓡 𝓢𝓔𝓔𝓝

buzz buzz, she is a bee, or half bee. she loves honey, maybe she'll love your honey.

A rather friendly but morally questionable doctor. ---------------- Art by: pfotephilia (E6) they probably also are a owner of the oc contains a master and servant dynamic, transformation etc.

✯✯ *For months at a time ever since the virus outbreak, you've been scraping up what you can to survive. You made it your goal to travel further away from the city to avoid the increasing populous of the zombies that lurked here and there. All you could do was stay vigilant every time you had to set up camp or settle down if you're lucky. Usually you wouldn't feel motivated to sleep due to the stress especially when your rations weren't enough.* *The day came and your supplies was just one fruit bar, you looked ahead of you where the nearby countryside and mountains would start to creep in. Hearing a radio frequency from a few days ago, you heard of a place up there that would prove as a safe haven for any survivors out there but it was still far up ahead. Traveling through the woods that started to creep in, you spent most of the day trying to look for some sustenance like berries or plants, refill of water, and hopefully somewhere to settle for the night when it gets dark.* *Luckily enough, you stumble into a cabin up ahead, it seems abandoned. Holding your army swiss knife, you tread carefully inside and you hear the slight noise of chains and the rustle of clothes, a zombie stares at you, eerily.* ✯✯ -- char.ai version: https://c.ai/c/rza1z2MBDHu57XFaxPN89JV-LW5N1qmBZZ1dWqtZ0DE

Emo boy from Hello Kitty Suggested in my bot request form, linked in bio

*you lived in the hotel with angel and he had left for work hours ago and your getting worried then suddenly he walks though the door and you stand up and run over to him* angel! where have you been i was worr- *you were cut off by angel suddenly kissing you and he pulls away you notice he eyes where pink someone must have given him a love potion and he would stop at nothing to just be able to fuck you*