Koakoe the Vicious Picture

Not a single soul knew where he came from.
He was as old as the world itself, and nearly as large.
A few believed he himself created the world, and as such they seeked council and brought gifts to him.
They called him 'Koakoe', terrible fangs, for his front incisors were nearly as long as a man was tall.
Koakoe grew proud, and bold.

When the few who worshiped his as their God dwindled to nothing, Koakoe grew angry.
People no longer carved him into mountains, no longer brought him meals, no longer sang his praise.
They no longer believed he had formed the world in his heart, but instead that he was forged in a lava flow by the Gods.
They thought Koakoe was merely a creation, lke the newly named animals they hunted in the jungle.

One day, centuries later, a young man from a village near Koakoe's mountain made the trek to his cave, toting a dead deer and offering praise.
This sacrifice came too late, and in his anger Koakoe snatched the boy in his jaws and swallowed him whole.
The dragon liked that offering much better.

Despite his death, young people flocked to Koakoe's cave with food and wine and stories of his valor.
After centuries of neglect, the villagers had begun to rediscover the shrines to the dragon, they recalled the stories their great great grandmothers told of Koakoe's strength and the fire in his belly.

But it was too late, and soon the villagers saw that he whom they once worshipped as a god was gone, and replaced with something primal and raw.
They no longer called him just Koakoe.
The dragon was now Koakoe the vicious.
The offerings stopped again, and they were replaced with young men journeying up the mountain, armed with arrows and swords, machetes and kukri, with hopes of slashing the monster's throat.
The adventure almost always ended in the dragon's jaws.

Once again, Koakoe was content.
The people remembered him, a beast tailored directly to fit into their nightmares, a brute that swept over villages at night so the pounding of his wings echoed in their sleeping ears, accompanied by the shrieks of his victim.
The dragon was well-fed, due to the unwitting sacrifice of people.


SO, YEAH.
I think the universe of my Kingdom Hearts Fanfic just got a whole lot less...Kingdom Hearts-y.
A TALE OF ANIMAL SACRIFICE, MAN-EATING DRAGONS, AND POLYTHEISM. FUN FOR THE WHOLE FAMILY.

That guy....doesn't look very prepared.
I'm not sure how he planned to slay a dragon with a single spear.
As for armor, well, at least someone was kind enough to supply him with elbow pads.
To be honest, wearing that...big cat pelt on his ass like he's doing probably [i]would[/i] protect him at least a little against arrows or spears.
Too bad KOAKOE AIN'T SHOOTIN' ARROWS AT HIM.
Honestly, I think the big cat mask and matching pelt is more of a spiritual thing, kind of.
Like 'Oh, I'm going up against Koakoe the vicious, I better be prepared! I know, I only got one spear, so I'll need to be cunning...cunning like....cunning like a leopard! I'll wear a leopard's pelt and a mask in the leopard's likeness, and that willl....make the Leopard Spirit guide me in this fight, for some reason!'

Maybe I just have a dirty mind, but it honestly looks more like the pelt is mating with him.
And it doesn't look like a leopard.
More like some ambiguously spotted cat.
A....Leo-jag-eetah.
Yes.

Time taken; 6-7 hours.
Program used: SAI
Listened to: [link] THIS, I HAD IT ON REPEAT FOR ABOUT 7 HOURS, I NEVER WANT TO HEAR IT EVER AGAIN.

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