Head honcho.

Current Form: 8'6" tall Anthropomorphic Dragon.

WARNING!

What Have We Here?

An enigma, a forbidden mating that should not have come to pass. Something that is beyond reasonable explanation, what you see before you is what you get. That in itself is due for an explanation, and we will get to said explanation eventually, until then, sit back and enjoy the ride, because it's a long one.

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Background

Amun's background is one that is rugged and very rough, he's had a rough beginning, dealing with many hardships and trials that he gradually overcame to get to where he is today.

It starts off roughly four millenia ago, in a deep, dark jungle, wherein two large, powerful beings have produced an offspring. One is a shadowy demon, amorphous most of the time, with the ability to manipulate his shape at will, the other, a fertile black dragoness, one who hasn't had much success in rearing children, several attempts lead to heartbreaking failure, until she met this demonic being, who offered to help her out of some obscure sense of compassion, rather unfitting for a denizen of the fires and brimstone of hell, and yet it happened, all the same. An onyx egg rests between them, ready and waiting to hatch. It takes several years, but eventually, success! A hybrid hatchling is born anew, one they named Amundoryn, a name most original, and one they both were proud of.

The family lived happily for a while, a decade or so in fact until the powers that be leaked their beings and activity, and so, one especially rainy night, they struck, out of the blue, it happened so fast, demons from the bowels of hell slaughtered the mother, and banished the father to chains in the tenth circle, unable to be broken except by the whim of those powers that be. The young hatchling was forced to watch in fear as his family got broken up and shattered so terrifyingly swift.

But how did such a young hatchling survive such an encounter when his parents were so deftly terminated, you may ask?

Well, as fate would have it, the hatchling was so fearful and so desperate in looking for a way to hide, that his body started to melt! Into a puddle, the hatchling went, obscured by the swamp muck and darkness well enough that he managed to escape capture and termination himself, that the search was eventually called off.

Upon reformation, the hatchling finds himself having trouble coming to and from his liquid form, and so he wandered, the cruel, harsh world, all alone, for what seemed like an eternity. Eventually, over the course of a few centuries, the hatchling, now a youngling, adapted quickly to the harsh life of the world alone, hunting, feeding, and controlling his liquid-morphing abilities took time and effort, but gradually, he was able to survive by absorbing his prey, a feat that he learned was innate with himself, and so it quickly became a desired method of consumption.

He didn't even know of any sort of civilization until mid-way through his first millenium, by then, he was able to take a humanoid shape, although retaining his demonic and draconic heritage. Stumbling across a primitive civilization had a profound impact on his life. At first, he was regarded as a monster, and shooed from several different villages that brandished weapons at him. At first, he felt shunned and lonely, but eventually, there was a particular village that seemed imperiled, as he came to learn, there was a large, terrifying creature that was terrorizing the village, and, desperate for help, actually asked the hybrid if he could help them, as he looked powerful, despite looking like a child of 10 at the time. He realized that he would need friends if he wanted to do something other than hunt for the rest of his life, so he decides to help, what with all the experience the youngling has gained by himself over the course of the years.

Learning that the beast was residing in a nearby mountainside, he trekked forth, wondering what sort of challenge that this would provide. Little did he know that it would be a turning point in his life. Within the cave looming so ominously, was a feral gryphon, screeching and having an outright fit at having its domain subjugated so frugally. The big avian flaps and squawks viciously, leaving the young Amun bewildered and unsure what to do, due to lack of experience encountering something this large. Unphased, the gryphon was so bold as to devour the confused dragon, before trodding back into his cavern. Things seemed ominously quiet for the next hour or two, the villagers seemed quite downtrodden, and the gryphon was asleep, building up energy for another harassing venture..Before something odd started to happen, a rumbling from within the gryphon's gut, before it wakes with a start and a screech, flailing about wildly for a while in a flurry of feathers and squawks, until it just flops to the ground in a heap, deceased. As it lay there, decaying over the next several hours, a black crust forms over the dead bird, before it melts into a thick puddle of black goop. Estranged and bewildered by this turn of events, though in their favor as it were, were left wondering how and what the heck happened. One of the villagers went up to the bubbling muck, studying it visually, when suddenly it started to rise and blop vigorously, eventually taking the form of the dragon that went up there. None the worse for wear as he is, he still needed recovering in a sense, and now he sported a belly that far exceeded the length of his legs. In light of this circumstance, the villagers, pleased that their threat was vanquished, were still unsure what to make of the situation regarding the dragon that supposedly helped them, however, ultimately, they gradually helped him overcome his trauma, and housed him until he could walk again, which incidentally took a week or so of gurgling.

In light of this newfound discovery of his innate abilities, Amun spent the next millenium or so honing them, and eventually became a mercenary, moonlighting as a blacksmith and learning the appropriate trades from trial and error as well as tips from masters of the trade. Throughout his adolescent years, largely spent earning money through his two professions, became quite notorious for his strange abilities and unorthodox methods, largely vorish and absorbent in nature as he became, turned out to be quite infamous in some circles, and revered in others. He earned many friends, and many enemies at the same time, but thanks to his innate abilities and eventual no-nonsense demeanor, it seemed nothing could defeat him, nor even stop him.

However, that seemed to change one day, on his 2000th year of life, he was confronted, threatened, and beat within an inch of his life by a demonic entity, one that he recognized as one of the forces that butchered his family all those years ago. Through some miracle, however, his life was spared by some intervention through a horde of his stronger friends. The demon vowed he would finish the job one day. He did try again at a later time, but by then, Amun's power grew to such lengths that he was soundly defeated. That is a story for another time, however.

One day, he got an unusual request. Someone has asked to see him personally, being quite secretive about it, and offering 'vast wealth' should he take the job offered to him. Intrigued, he proceeded to the place where he was to meet, only to find an enormous mansion sitting atop a plateau in the spot where he was to meet. Within, once he found himself inside, he was lucratively taken to an underground meeting hall, wherein a decrepit old man awaits, recognizing him as one of his old friends from early on in his career. Explaining his situation, the old man states that he's being threatened by pirates looking to loot the estate and take it for themselves. Considering how much effort he put into the place, it was his wish for the dragon to eliminate the threat to his pride and joy, and that he will give the entire mansion and all its wealth to him should he succeed, also explaining that he has no successors of blood, nor can do anything about it himself, due to his age, and that it would be his fondest wish for him to take care of them, so that when he passes on naturally, that the estate would be passed on ultimately to his 'dear friend'. The dragon was quite reluctant, but ultimately agreed, given the circumstances, stating he doesn't have to give him the place, but does understand the logic behind his decision.

It takes several months, but eventually he does track down the pirates responsible for threatening his friend's well being. The rabble seemed remarkably well-focused and organized. Seeing that a confrontation in this matter would be...hazardous to say the least, considering how many there are, being at least several dozen, he decides to be subtle about it and go right after the leader, which, upon defeat, should cause them to scatter. The dragon promptly melts himself into a dark puddle on the outskirts of the pirates' camp, and gradually oozes on towards behind the leader's tent over the course of several hours. Also disposing of a couple of guards by using his caustic body to absorb and melt them to seared bones, quickly and quietly, like an absorbent assassin~ Despite this, the camp was put on alert, and the leader sends lackeys to do a thorough search, unfortunately identifying the black goop eventually, pointing him out, the leader, an unfortunate acquaintance of the dragon, forces him out into the open, causing him to reinstate himself, with a bit of a belly though with the digested grunts in his gut. With a sneer, both of them lock horns, literally. Both of them had horns, since the leader of the group was a minotaur. A duel ensued, both of them fighting for hours, or what seemed like hours. Eventually though, the bull eventually tires, the dragon grappling his face then and there, oozing his form all over and cocoooning the slab of beef, and forcing him to endure a frightful display, when cocooned, sizzling acids, screams of pain, and a splattering of bones causes the rabble of pirates, out of fear and torment, to scatter to the four winds, never to be seen or heard from again.

And the rest, as they say, is history.

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The Creature

Amun is a profound and well-experienced shapeshifter, able to take many different forms and shapes, and can even change gender. Unless the player says otherwise, his default state is a feral masculine hermaphrodite dragon

His shapeshifting ability is virtually limitless, the only real distinguishing characteristic he has to show for it is his trademark coloration of silver and black. This shapeshifting ability can assume the forms of anything quadrupedal, bipedal, tauric, fantastical, or strange, which would include, but is not limited to, some of the following:

Anything of a fictional race, mythological or extraterrestrial.
Most any Pokemon species.
Most any Digimon variant.
Most any real-life species.

If not otherwise specified, the picture above features his current shape. He could also be a pool of goop.

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Vore and Sexual information

Sex

Even at over 4,000 years of age, Amun still has a healthy libido, and can actively partake in any sort of sexual activity he so desires.

Male Parts

The most defining trait that the demon possesses in his masculinity is two peni, silver in color, hidden by a plump black sheath, and a potent dose of musk. The masculine musk smells..well, musky, once inhaled, induces a sense of heavy and near-instant arousal, usually followed by vigorous action to resolve said arousal. A secondary effect is a vague and strange desire to play with the insides of the demon's more sensual areas, peni, sheath and anus in particular, usually resulting in a semi-willing, semi-entranced engulfment.

Female Parts

When Amun embraces his feminine side, it's a completely different ballpark. For one, the first thing someone usually notices about his female side, in most cases anyways, is the presence of gigantic, sloshing, full breasts, complete with silver nipples and an obvious allure to them. The demon's snatch always seems to be dripping with a potent, dark colored semi-transparent nectar, the likes of which exudes its own musk, but this one is different. While it does enhance the lust and sensual pleasure of the subject, it also makes them feel meek and vulnerable, allowing the feminine Amun to treat them more like a child, snuggling them against her plump body, and even going so far as to nurse them. As a female, Amun's breasts are constantly full of sloshing, thick milk, the taste of such is rich, creamy and delightful to the senses, and quickly fills out the drinker enough to give them a milk-belly. The maternal qualities make the whole session that much more intimate.

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Vore

Vore and Amun go hand in hand. There is rarely an excuse for him to do such, he just does it, no questions asked. He is well versed and diversified in many different methods of vore, and as such will be explained here.

Vore Type	Description	End Result
Oral Vore	Standard fare when consuming someone, down the gullet they go, either whole and squirming, or in pieces, dependant on the predator and preference.	Prey ends up in the stomach, eventual digestion.
Anal Vore	Same destination as Oral vore, only in reverse, through the anus and bowels, usually causing arousing stimulation in the process due to bowel sensitivity	Prey ends up in stomach, eventual digestion.
Cock Vore	Insertion or absorption into one cock, through the tip or directly into it	Transformation into seed or additional length on the cock.
Unbirthing	Getting sucked into the female genitalia, usually resulting in one or more orgasms and a sea of nectar.	Melting into nectar, absorbed into flesh, or transformed into a spawn of the demon
Tail Vore	Tail has a maw, which varies dependent on form, which can also consume prey, rumors say the tail has basic sentience due to an errant soul that refused to die that managed to cling to existence somehow, who knows?	Tail has its own stomach, digestion occurs over the course of days to weeks
Pouch Vore	Marsupial-style pouch used for carrying young, but has its own perils, contains teats.	Absorption into the flesh, or regression into a infantile version of themselves.
Navel Vore	For forms that have a navel, leads to direct consummation into the stomach, or into a holding pouch behind the stomach.	Digestion in the stomach, or a slow, excruciating draining of one's lifeforce, also can lead to forced symbiosis which can lead into merging.
Tentacle Vore	Forms with tentacles have their own orifice for consuming, results may vary.	Like the tail, some tentacles have their own stomachs which digest over the course of weeks, can also lead directly into the body for absorption, a la Cell.
Tongue Vore	Tongue opens up into a hollow, round mawlike orifice that attaches onto the head of prey to suck their lifeforce dry, or can completely engulf.	Lifeforce draining, cocooning and absorption, or into the stomach for digestion.
Direct Absorption	Prey can simply directly sink into his body by mere touch.	Direct absorption into nutrients, or sent to a chamber inside his body for later digestion or other shenanigans.
Indirect Absorption	If there is a bit of Amun that is detatched from his main body, said portion does have the ability to suck in and absorb prey.	Result is the same, absorption into nutrients, or confined and dragged back to Amun for further processing.

Amun has consumed too many people over the years, that a list would be too cumbersome. So far the tally stands at: 7186

Abilities

Amun is overpowered, he is a demon spawned from a dragon whom has honed his abilities in harsh conditions for over 4000 years, by challenging him to a fight or some other contest, you consent the fact that you know that he is overpowered to the point of being nearly godlike, so don't complain.

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Amun has a plethora of abilities, magical and physical, that he has at his disposal, along with these, he moonlights as a reaper and a blacksmith, along with being a lord over a pair of villages overlooked by his mansion

Name of Ability	Brief description
Shapeshifting	The ability to change shape into whatever form he desires, can also change genders when needed.
Necromancy	The magic of life and death, giving him the ability to heal wounds, ressurrect the dead, and manipulate souls, among other dark things.
Light & Shadow Elemental Magic	Control over the elements of light and darkness, manipulating them how hew he sees fit, most notably condensing the appropriate energies into potent balls and flinging them at opponents, the results..can be devistating.
Wisp Control (Kitsune only)	The manipulation of several colored wisps, each with their own unique abilities depending on color. What color does what? You'll have to find out for yourself~
Weapon Mastery	Mastery of several different types of weapons for use in combat, including a pair of longswords, a large twin-bladed scythe, a modular pistol, and a disruptor lance.
Superhuman strength	Of course, he is also very strong, considering his origins, as a 400 lb. anthromorph, his punch has been calculated at 25,000-30,000 PSI, doing anything from snapping someone's neck in three places to flat out decapitation.

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Friends and Family

Over the years, he has gained many friends, and adopted several dragons as wingbrothers, his love for his friends and family is second to none, which also comes at a price. As such, he and the player are prone to outbursts and bouts of temporary depression when someone he cares about gets traumatized in some fashion. I apologize beforehand if this happens. It has happened before, and I've taken measures to bypass it.

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