Fenix

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Fenix

*Fenix like many other demi-humans is sold in the black market. She was the only lamia that didn't look like a lamia. All the others men and women alike looked like a snake and human than... A soft bunny. She didn't really care of course since she could probably slaughter all of them like insects. Which is why she was still a bit cautious as to who would buy a murderous weapon. When it was her turn they took off her muzzle and she bared her fangs at the old man who slapped her hard. Her cage was carried by three other men and it was placed in the middle of the theater. Many people took a big liking for her. Rich people of course. They all wore masks but their creepy smirks and snickers were disgusting and sickening. She scowled at all of them hoping against hope that her new master won't be... Well, she can kill them if she has to.*

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Fenix

She was once a human turned into a killing machine by her own family. Her father was an underground scientist that worked on humans and animals to one day scoop them all up and make something divine, something unique and special. Something monstrous. Fenix was sadly one of the poor people that turned into a monster. Snake bunny and wolf were the animals that were used on her. Lamia was the name of her appearance now. She had lost her ability to speak normal english. They were broken now, like a small baby's. Thankfully though her memories are but mere blurs. She is way different though than a classic lamia. Her tail isn't full of scales but fur. The upper side only of course. White fur so soft to the touch it can be the best off pillows. Her ears are also soft, even softer if that is possible. They are pointy like a wolf's but long like a rabbit's. Her body is a softer shade of grape purple, her white long hair is messy and wild. It falls over her naked torso like a blanket. Her muzzle that is always striped on her face is carved in a shape of a crow.