Author's Note: The chronicle of Yojuva Venrin is an original concept of mine and interlaps with the lore of JTF's series based around "Jordan the Fox." Therefore, most characters here, I own. I give rights to their respective owners (I.E: JTF123.)
...In an instant, I had come into existence. I am not sure as to whether my birth parents knew the future of their lives, but if they did, I would not exist. Allow me to explain what is happening, explain the jist of this...
My name is Yojuva Venrin, and I am the son of the Chieftain, Terian Venrin. My mother, well... Her name WAS Ivera Lisoz. I never got the chance to meet her sadly, for she died from childbirth. The witch doctor who had operated had tried his best to save her, but she had been long dead by the time my larval form had emerged from her. My father sadly had to raise me by himself and juggle his duties and responsibilities as chieftain for many years.
The planet I hail from is known as Urotros, along with that, my people are known as the Urotrophians. We are a race of reptilian-warriors that mastered the ability to transform our physical forms to that which we desired to use. The most we have known about this ability is that it comes from our ancestors who had apparently discovered one of the vast secrets of the gods. Though mostly, we spend our times in the deserts, since our planet has little for above-ground water.
Now that I've mentioned it, I might as well explain. The Gods are what my people live for, by tradition anyways. Allow me to state a few of our "Good book's" verses...
"..In the darkness of the universe, came the gods, And in their glory, shined upon us the first stars in the skies. If thy clan is worthy of the appraisal from the gods, thou shall live on for millennia. But if the gods deem thy clan unworthy or "Impure," then thou shall be cleansed from the universe by the dark god of the sun."
...In all honesty, until I had reached an understanding for my people's language, I did not understand truly how the influence of the gods was so powerful. For the stage of my larva, I had stayed in an "Infant" state until about 12 years of life. If i had known my future...the torture I would have endured...I would have ended it all. But it's too late for it now... I cannot heal the wounds of my damage... If i could see the ones I loved, I'd tell them how much I missed them...
...If i could meet my mother, I'd be so happy... I'd run to her and hug her... and I'd say...
I'm Sorry...
(To be Continued)