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Therian
Legacy Name: Therian

The

Glacier Telenine
Owner:

Dragons

Age: 6 years, 10 months, 2 weeks

Born: June 9th, 2017

Adopted: 5 years, 11 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: May 18th, 2018

Statistics

Level: 1
Strength: 10
Defense: 10
Speed: 10
Health: 10
HP: 10/10
Intelligence: 0
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 3
Job: Unemployed

Therian

"Care to change your fate?"
A line that catches even the most suspicious of people's eyes and makes them pause.
A unassuming booth sits in an alleyway, a man sitting quietly behind him as he smokes. His eyes are hidden behind gold colored sunglasses and he's silent in a way that's unnatural. On the front of his booth is scrawled that ever so important question, and he doesn't try to hail the ones that come by him. He merely sits and waits.
"What do you mean?" He glances up at the man before him, taking in the frown on his face.
"I mean as it says. Do you wish for a change in your fate? Is there something you wish to absolve or abdicate?"
"Who are you?"
"My name is Therian, no one special really, I am just here fulfilling the wishes of mankind as I have done since my creation."
"O...kay...?"
"I will ask again, is there something you wish to absolve or abdicate? I can do anything as long as it does not interrupt life or death." The man's frown grows deeper however he crosses his arms as he thinks.
"Could you..." he begins, "change it so I didn't get this injury?" The man gestures to his knee which seems stiff and unmoving. "When I was young and stupid, I got in a car wreck evading the cops and a piece of the metal went through my leg. Doctors then sealed my knee together so I've been having issues with it ever since. Made me lose my football scholarship."
"Hold for a moment," Therian responds.

He takes an inhale of his cigarette before pulling it away from him. The tip on the end bursts into a flame and the man skitters back fearfully. Therian ignores him and begins to trace in the air with the flame. A golden thread follows the fire as it writes, hanging in the air between them. He continues to draw, an oval pattern beginning to take form. Two lines intersect and suddenly turn red.
"There it is."
"What's that?"
"That is the path you asked for. All these lines you see here are different choices, different branches your life may have taken based on the decisions you've made." The flame at the end of his cigarette goes out and he puts it back between his lips. "If you touch here, your fate will be changed."
"Really?" The man asks skeptically. Therian nods and gestures to the design once again.
"There of course will be a payment."
"Of course... what would that be?" Therian pauses, tilting his head to look the man over before giving a nod.
"Your full name."
"...What?"
"Your payment will be you telling me your full name, no nicknames or anything of the sort. Your true, God-given name." The man blinks owlishly.
"Uh... okay...? My name is Theodore Alexander Ibhraim."
"Your payment has been accepted. Now you must know, once you decide to do this you may never come back to this timeline. Your memories will be replaced with the timeline you are choosing." The man's eyes widen and Therian chuckles, slipping his cigarette out to hold between his fingers. "Just know, if you decide to do this, everything you have now may disappear. Do you still wish to do this?" Theodore frowns before looking at the glowing red spot hovering between them.
"Yes."
"Then simply touch it, and may you enjoy your new fate."