App for new Changie

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Ingame Name: Rime Everclear
InGame Age: Young
Key: King Destroyer
Skill/Rank/Rare: Changeling (Frieza)

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The growth and movement of the two future changelings were exponential. From glorious futures for the near-extinct race to the now, creeping present of genetic excellence, that was the future of this new world they are forced to live in. When first released to this world, the eggs were met with the cruel habitat of a cold, smooth black tile. A harsh reality of the complex horrors that lay beyond the safeties of their shell. An innate communication from their parent on what they were going to be facing once they have shown they were powerful enough to free themselves from the egg.

A test for both eggs to live in a somewhat volatile state as they began to grow. The mirror sheen of the eggs wore away as the months started to go on and on. Radical changes from the future of the changelings as one egg started to look green and grow with rot. The beauty of the other shows off the prideful nature of the Changeling race. Ugly twisted and maniacal was the other, as the months continued to pass the formation of the kids was finished.

Sadly only one started to twist and crack, the rotten egg started to fall apart revealing a little changeling sitting amongst the allantoic fluid. The changeling had been sensing since it could understand the ki around it. Blinking slightly as the surroundings were taken in, the room was exposed to the creature as the small changeling would stand up from the egg. Kicking apart the weakened birthplace of the small changeling. A foot placed on the cold tile with a familiar warmth to it, the cold calling out to the creature.

The viscous liquid dripped from the three-pronged toes creating a footprint on the tile. A foot pulled from the tile as squelching of their steps echoed throughout the house. More blinks taking in the violent lights as the eyes adjusted with slow blinks. Their head was on a swivel slowly turning to the side, a popping of their bones. A hard suck of wind attacked their throat forcing the creature to cough up the liquids from the egg.

A hacking fit as the yellow mucus was evacuated from the form of the changeling. A tingle was sent down their spine when it lifted their head popping more bones. A stretching of its tail before it slammed down hard into the tile below cracking it slightly. The other egg started to move around, it was not cracking. It was moving to free itself, but weakness would not be something even this newborn could take. A swing of their arm before slamming through the top of the egg with a blast which would splatter the gelatinous shape of what could have been their family over the tiles. No one would see this race as weak and if they did, they deserved death. No matter if they were family or not right?

This could explain things why the egg from this particular changeling looked as it did. It absorbed the nutrients of the egg completely to break the egg down itself removing its beauty from the outside. Creating a creature of undefined changeling beauty inside of its birthplace, a weird scenario from what would usually mean death for normal eggs. The unnamed changeling made its way through the home looking around. Darkness and the dim lights were accompanying, the frigid temperature only made the small changeling feel more at home. Stopping for moments to read losing himself in that, finding something that fit the cold nature of their family's nature.

They would become the cold grip on these lands and prepare to help their pro/genitor become strong. Until it was time for the cold to completely freeze over the lands. Then they would hand over the land to their successor, the person to completely cover this world in a demonic frost.

Rime.

They knew who they were now, they understood what they had to become. A gender and something to address so the humans could understand would be something they had to pick soon too. That was later as their eyes moved to the door. Charging a beam in their hand, pulling back the door would be blasted open with extreme force. The sunlight peeked through the door frame, slowly moving to the edge. The sun shone on the Changeling letting them go outside for the beginning of their adventures. The first one is, find their predecessor(s) and understand truly what their mission was.