"When they told me I was to succeed my father as the new iteration of Pestilence, I got a bit confused."
"I had several far more qualified siblings who actually wanted the job, after all. In fact, my second eldest brother tried to kill me when the news dropped. He's no longer my second eldest brother, but still weird that he tried."
"I've never been particularly ambitious. And the workload of the horsemen is . . . well, insane really."
"Oh, that portrait? Yeah, that was me a big younger, when I swore in. Gods, the full armor is still way too hot."
"Despite my claims of not being ambitious, I've done a lot in the field of humanity's collapse. As times changed, I insisted we did as well, lest we be behind the curve."
"Now, the Pestilence branch of Apocalypse, Inc is easily the most well funded. It gives me time to work on my own, and be with my thoughts, since we have enough staff to run the place in relative autonomy."
"I picked up a lot of hobbies over the years. Cooking, the floral sciences . . . Comes with the territory, you know? Eternity is a long time to spent alive. Not really one for twiddling my thumbs."
"So, you wanna come down to the office, show you around a bit? Just sign this waiver her. Civilians in the work environment, its just for show mostly, probably don't worry about it, watch your step!"
Quick Stats
Real Name: ???
Alias: Mauri, Pestilence
Gender: Female, Futa on request
Species: Dragon
Race: Blight Dragon
Age: Nebulous
Height: 11' 9"
Occupation: Apocalypse, Inc. Board Member, Head of Pestilence Branch.
Family: Just a fuckin' huge family.
Partner(s): None yet.
Fun scenes: None yet.
Author's Note:
A Kymair Resident