One should not meddle with the things best left,
You cannot win over I, but live while you can.

Name: Tyberious

Gender: male

Age: S E V E N

Breed: Shire

Appearance: A LARGE black mass of dark hair. Black eyes and heart. Tail streaked with grey and hindquarters sprinkled with white. Plain white stockings and a white star.

Personality: Tyberious only thinks of himself. He is selfish and greedy. To get what he wants he would kill anybody in his way. Not too many stand up to one such as Tyberious! Howls with envy and screams with hate. Only friend, reflection. And only happiness, death. He never hesitates to kill and throws his whip when possible.

History: Tyberious, born alone and week in the world of Terra, grew hate all over his coat of blood. His eyes,as dark as death and as cold as night, crawled the foggy grounds hunting and killing those who stood in his way. Not only did he find his mother, but he killed her without mercy when she reappeared. ‘Kill her!’ Tyberious, a name unknown. One myth? They often asked, but somebody knew the truths behind his treacherous calling. Yes, his father betrayed him and for that he spent his life in return . Three years later he was found in the mountains by who? A faceless warrior hidden behind his glory. Tyberious killed him with ease, but he didn’t know his biggest challenge awaited him beyond the beyond for the outskirts of Terra has been his dwelling, the center is harder than choking on dust. Now did he dare venture to the eye of peril? He spent his life killing survivors now he was a survivor himself, but he thought he would just trample in stalk, talk and kill the weak. He didn’t know he was considered weak from then on and as far as the eye could see there was no safety and farther. Not yet did he reach the eye. But a lovely feature with towering grey columns and bulb like brown globes.
‘Who approaches?’ questions Tyberious.
‘Not thy name you know of,’ replied the stranger.
He talks as if the world revolves for him. Tyberious mentally noted. This stranger shrieked with pain. Good this will be easy kill! Tyberious thought.
‘ I come to warn of the danger ahead.’ He finished ‘Take my body it will give you my strength and knowledge on the path that follows’
Good just what I planned-
‘ Oh, now I see. Your dead aren’t you.’ The stranger interrupted.
These words frightened Tyberious, but he showed no weakness and laughed instead.
‘I am as alive as a god!’ He yelled. The stranger just muttered something then spoke.
‘I mean you are dead because you heart carries no love though it is made to carry such things’ he giggled and then shrieked once more. The sound soothed Tyberious of the previous comment. The unknown stranger tormented him so. Tyberious yelled with anger, hate, greed, envy, emotion and something he had never felt. Pain.
‘Leave! you disgust me!’ Tyberious pleaded. The stranger just laughed menacingly. And the laughing echoed into a yell. The yelling to a bellow and to a shriek that gave him such pain his eyes bust with tears. Breathing heavily he collapsed to the ground. The noise stopped. Then faded away. He understood now. He must find this thing called ‘love’ it would be his only chance to survive in the heart of Terra. He stumbled on still shaken from his last encounter. He realized that everyone is bait and there are very few fish, but when you find them they may leave you mentally or physically injured. This disturbed his mind and struck his mind with fear. Tyberious neared enemies on his journey, but somehow always avoided them. Tyberious continued his quest for love and fame. That omen opened up his eyes to life.

Parents [if born on the site]: unknown