Another awesome adopt I bought from
tumbari_jons ! Thank you so much again for this mate! (Apologies for taking so long with uploading him)
The original post can be found here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/53114515/
Fun fact, his name is based on Gorgo, which means "grim, fierce, terrible"
(Apologies if his story's a bit rough here and there)
Age: 4,500+
Likes: Peace and quiet.
Dislikes: Visitors, interlopers and intruders.
A barbaric and brutal warrior roaming the far north-western mountains, a reclusive being once tainted by the blood of the Deity of Darkness, and once one of the Abyssal God of Destruction mightiest warriors at the time.
Origins:
In a bygone age, he was a reclusive protector of an ancient tribe of beings who lived in a secluded, freezing underground cave system, isolated from the rest of the world.
Until their home was invaded by some of the Abyssal Gods and their forces, slaughtering those who attempted to fight back, while the rest of the villagers were captured. Gorgorus himself fought and killed many of the Abyssal soldiers and warriors, but sadly would be brought down to his knees by the Abyssal God of War Tharlinahr.
Beaten, smashed and bludgeoned close to death by the brutal god, even almost tearing Gorgorus' arms off, yet was spared and dragged off to the capital of the Abyssal Gods territory.
Where he would be forced to watch as many of the villagers would be plunged into a giant pit filled with the black blood of the God of War's grandfather, and to his horror, they would emerged as deformed, horrid monsters.
Fearing he would suffer the same fate, he attempted to escape from his captors, only to come face to face with the leader of the Abyssal Gods, the God of Destruction, who chuckled maniacally as he proceed to grab and strangle Gorgorus, then force his body into the pit.
Keeping his head submerged to the point where he felt he would drown to death. The black blood seeping into his body, adrenaline rushing through his veins, as visions of horrid, grizzly and eldritch visions flashing through his mind.
All while his body painfully shifts and twists, becoming more and more monstrous, as his past memories would become more blurred and obscured by the dark temptations.
During this horrid deformation, the Abyssal God of Destruction pulled him out and tossed him away from the pit, still covered in the thick black blood as it dripped off his body.
Breathing heavily as the images continue to flash through his mind, as violent gruesome thoughts flooded inside his head.
His body shifting and shaking in pain as crystal-like spikes pierced outward from his body, his muscles growing as parts of his flesh became exposed, sectioning his scales slightly, revealing an ominous glow. His face and lower legs losing their scales, becoming more skeletal in appearance, all while pale white fur grew and covered the majority of his body.
After the gruesome change in his body and mind, he would be anointed as one of the Abyssal God of Destruction's brutal warriors, slaughtering anyone he would come across!
Several hundreds of years of battle and war, Gorgorus would be feared by many, far and wide. However, as the years would pass, eventually his dark, violent thoughts and temptations would start to fade more and more, memories of his past slowly returning as he almost remembers parts of his true self.
However, these thoughts would start to conflict with each other, causing Gorgorus to lash out at those even close to him, becoming more aggressive even to his own allies.
Then one day, the pressure became too much, and he snapped, slaughtering many of the Abyssal warriors and soldiers around him, all while attempting to run away.
Managing to escape, but not without suffering painful injuries and blood loss, he would cross the raging seas and retreat to a freezing tundra in the far north.
He would make his own refuge and living there for years to come, slaughtering anyone who even comes close to his hideout, including scouts of the Abyssal Gods forces. And to this day, he continues surviving in the frozen wasteland, waiting till the end of his days, all while continuing to suffer his conflicting thoughts and urges..
Art -
tumbari_jons
Gorgorus -
CranburrofSoda
tumbari_jons ! Thank you so much again for this mate! (Apologies for taking so long with uploading him)The original post can be found here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/53114515/
Fun fact, his name is based on Gorgo, which means "grim, fierce, terrible"
(Apologies if his story's a bit rough here and there)
Age: 4,500+
Likes: Peace and quiet.
Dislikes: Visitors, interlopers and intruders.
A barbaric and brutal warrior roaming the far north-western mountains, a reclusive being once tainted by the blood of the Deity of Darkness, and once one of the Abyssal God of Destruction mightiest warriors at the time.
Origins:
In a bygone age, he was a reclusive protector of an ancient tribe of beings who lived in a secluded, freezing underground cave system, isolated from the rest of the world.
Until their home was invaded by some of the Abyssal Gods and their forces, slaughtering those who attempted to fight back, while the rest of the villagers were captured. Gorgorus himself fought and killed many of the Abyssal soldiers and warriors, but sadly would be brought down to his knees by the Abyssal God of War Tharlinahr.
Beaten, smashed and bludgeoned close to death by the brutal god, even almost tearing Gorgorus' arms off, yet was spared and dragged off to the capital of the Abyssal Gods territory.
Where he would be forced to watch as many of the villagers would be plunged into a giant pit filled with the black blood of the God of War's grandfather, and to his horror, they would emerged as deformed, horrid monsters.
Fearing he would suffer the same fate, he attempted to escape from his captors, only to come face to face with the leader of the Abyssal Gods, the God of Destruction, who chuckled maniacally as he proceed to grab and strangle Gorgorus, then force his body into the pit.
Keeping his head submerged to the point where he felt he would drown to death. The black blood seeping into his body, adrenaline rushing through his veins, as visions of horrid, grizzly and eldritch visions flashing through his mind.
All while his body painfully shifts and twists, becoming more and more monstrous, as his past memories would become more blurred and obscured by the dark temptations.
During this horrid deformation, the Abyssal God of Destruction pulled him out and tossed him away from the pit, still covered in the thick black blood as it dripped off his body.
Breathing heavily as the images continue to flash through his mind, as violent gruesome thoughts flooded inside his head.
His body shifting and shaking in pain as crystal-like spikes pierced outward from his body, his muscles growing as parts of his flesh became exposed, sectioning his scales slightly, revealing an ominous glow. His face and lower legs losing their scales, becoming more skeletal in appearance, all while pale white fur grew and covered the majority of his body.
After the gruesome change in his body and mind, he would be anointed as one of the Abyssal God of Destruction's brutal warriors, slaughtering anyone he would come across!
Several hundreds of years of battle and war, Gorgorus would be feared by many, far and wide. However, as the years would pass, eventually his dark, violent thoughts and temptations would start to fade more and more, memories of his past slowly returning as he almost remembers parts of his true self.
However, these thoughts would start to conflict with each other, causing Gorgorus to lash out at those even close to him, becoming more aggressive even to his own allies.
Then one day, the pressure became too much, and he snapped, slaughtering many of the Abyssal warriors and soldiers around him, all while attempting to run away.
Managing to escape, but not without suffering painful injuries and blood loss, he would cross the raging seas and retreat to a freezing tundra in the far north.
He would make his own refuge and living there for years to come, slaughtering anyone who even comes close to his hideout, including scouts of the Abyssal Gods forces. And to this day, he continues surviving in the frozen wasteland, waiting till the end of his days, all while continuing to suffer his conflicting thoughts and urges..
Art -
tumbari_jonsGorgorus -
CranburrofSoda
Category All / All
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Size 2351 x 1567px
File Size 3.24 MB
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