Higgs

(Picture is not mine, I will remove it if needed. Also, if any artist would like to make a picture of Higgs, go ahead. Just make sure I know first.) (I have an alt for Teresa (Read backstory), just ask if you would prefer her.)

I will be doing a massive redo of this profile soon

Greetings. My name is Higgs Zva'ier Fermi, the last of the Vie'rca Drgaons. Many may consider me insignificant, weak, or pathetic. But I am much more than that. As the old saying goes, 'Don't judge a book by it's cover. As I may appear as a non-sentient beast, I am far from that. Let me tell you a little about myself.

Appearance:

You may be wondering what I look like, if you are blind or prefer reading over looking. Well, first of all I can say I am very purple. More than half of my body is purple. My underbelly is a light pink, and continues up most of the bottom of my neck. Scattered around my scales are dark purple stripes, and a few rings on my tail. I have three horns, two extending off my ears, and one off the back of my head. Now for my size. I am not like most dragons, as Vie'rca Dragons are only a few feet tall. I am only as large as a child's bike, making me prey to a lot of things

Abilities:

Most dragons are having scorching fire breath that can incinerate even steel, but we have only a small ice breath. While ice can freeze and immobilize things, our breath doesn't have enough power to do that. That's about it. Our lack of defenses leads to my kind being easy prey.

Backstory:

I was born around 460 years ago. I was very young when my parents were attacked. And eaten. I barely escaped, and I was only 2 years. Everything changed that day. I struggled to survive, only just enough food, and sevral attacks. I lived in the wilderness for 24 years, still as dumb as a rock. I was beginning to become non-sentient. But then, after all those years, I came across another of my kind. Her name was Teresa. She taught me many things, including all the information about my species. She told me we were dying. Our kind was becoming extinct. In fact, at that time, there was only 63 of us left. We had been over hunted. Over eaten. I spent nearly 100 years with her. We both shared the same interest. We wanted to learn. We wanted to know why. Why our species were dying. Why the universe is like this. What we could do to stop it. We were brilliant by the time she was taken. I remember that dreadful event all too well. I still wonder how I could have saved her. Me and her were scouting out a human city. We were looking for a anti-vore organization. We had flown into that warehouse. That trap. There was no organization. Just a trap set by a huge restaurant. We were both caught, and both prepared. Prepared as food. We were both served to a group of lamia's. I was stuck in a ramen broth, while she was in-between two tortillas, forming a taco. I had to watch as she was devoured. Her final screams, that lump traveling down her pred's throat. I was devastated. I was able to escape when the lamias took a 'bathroom break' a little bit after the death of Teresa. I knew all too well what became of my love. 300 years later, I have devoted my life to science as the last Vie'rca Dragon.

Science:

I am possibly the most intelligent Vie'rca, and maybe even the most intelligent dragon. I work every day, every night. But why? Here some of my studies.

Reformation. Ever since I have heard about reformation, I have been inspired. A prey could still live after digestion. I have devoted part of my work to figure out a way to reform myself, and possibly bring back my precious Teresa.

Weaponry. Since my tiny structure wouldn't be that effective against most preds, I research and develop weapons to avoid my demise in a stomach

Quantum Mechanics. This has always confused me. It bends and twists everything I know. It also might be the gateway to incredible power, and maybe even resurrection of my Teresa.

Particle Physics. My favorite study, I have always been fascinated by the things we can't see. I spend entire years only studying this.

Time Travel. This may seem far-fetched, but I am very to determined to find any form of time travel. You can probably guess why.

Elimination. This may sound very strange, but I have felt this growing fire inside me these past years. It is now almost a blazing inferno of hatred toward preds. Then I did it. I accepted my crazy thought. What if I eliminated all preds from existence?

Personality:

I am VERY skeptical and paranoid ever since the death of Teresa. I will not allow myself to lose anything else, but it seems this has gotten me into a lot of trouble lately. Even worse then that, I have been growing quite impulsive, especially in the presence of a pred. I will insult them, anger them, and even tease them. This has almost ended my life a few times.