"You and me. That's what matters. Just you and me. This whole arc of the universe exists for no reason other than allowing us what we want. And don’t worry, we can keep it going for as long as you can imagine. I have all the time in the world to enjoy you. Your sweetness. Your squirms. Your pleas. Your death is only the end, darling. We have so much to do before that.”Parallax is a courtesan of the
Court_Of_Predators. Prefs are there. I’m sorry if her story and methods are a bit hard to understand, but feel very free to ask me to clarify. Just be careful... <3
Name: Lady Parallax Ellisia.
Age: 36, although mentally many times older than the universe.
Species: Singular horse
Place of Origin: Everywhere.
Occupation: Deity, tyrant, socialite, and Herself.
Lady Parallax - precisely where the title comes from is unclear, but it is known she chose the name herself - is a collector of people, a incalculably dangerous predator, and a lover of beautiful things, particularly things like you. She stands over seven feet tall at the shoulder, larger than any natural horse, with a mane like starlight and eyes sparkling with an intelligence far beyond mortal knowledge. She is a very, very unique horse. Literally. Parallax is truly unique. There isn’t another one of her in all the multiverse. And if you're sitting comfortably as she draws closer, you can find out why...
Story timeTo explain the curious nature of this strange being, it’s important to understand the concept of parallel universes properly. For every universe which is completely and totally different, there are a thousand billion which are almost identical. An atom in a different location, a person with a different favourite colour, a patch of sky a slightly different shade of blue: this is all that is necessary for the formation of a different timeline, and a different universe. This means, of course, that every living thing in the world has a thousand billion doppelgangers living out identical lives in their own dimension. Every living thing except for this one.
Parallax was once numberless normal horses, living normal lives in their universes. She would have lived and died unremarkably, had one version of her not, one day, come across a perfect, naturally occurring rift between worlds. As with so many children stories, the horse wandered in, likely to emerge in a different world entirely and most likely meet a sad end there. But this is where things changed.
At the exact billionth of a second between the mare entering one hole in the world, and her exiting via another, the rift folded into itself, out of existence. The creature was caught, flawlessly, in the space between worlds, spanning in an instant all of her possible identities. And she, too collapsed into herself.
In an instant, every single version of the horse in every universe was smashed together, and fused into one single being. Where there had been a trillion different minds, there was now one. Where there had been a trillion bodies, back into reality emerged only one.
Parallax was born.
She now possessed the intelligence and residual magical power of all her selves put together, elevating her instantly to the status of a near deity. She was capable of almost anything, and completely new to existence as an intelligent, thinking being. Unfortunately, she had also been driven totally, psychotically insane. Turns out people aren’t meant to have the memories of a trillion identical selves, nor are they meant to experience the void between dimensions unprotected. The results were… unfortunate. Parallax today considers herself an ascended creature, utterly above every other thing. But she does so love to come down and play.
Methods and abilitiesToday Lady Parallax has taken to preying upon the citizens of the multiverse, finding that this is by far the most enjoyable way to use her powers. Morality doesn’t come into it. She is, however… a special case. Parallax is not enormously old in reality, but she possesses a billion years of memories. To her, a mere year is the blink of an eye, a decade is a short wait, and a century is a labour of love. And so when she feeds, she feeds at her own pace. The horse thinks nothing of stalking her prey for years on end, learning everything about them, understanding them down to their deepest feelings, learning to love them completely. And then she takes them.
Parallax is capable of creating timelines all of her own simply by splitting her powers. What this means is that she can choose you, stalk you, tease you, torment you, adore you, consume you, kill you - each taking as long as she could possibly want - and once she is done, simply reset to her main self. She will be right back where she was the moment she decided to take you, and you yourself will be wherever you were when the timelines reset. Perhaps you will be completely gone, wiped from existence and leaving only a layer of softness on the horse’s hips. Perhaps you’ll still be squirming in the sweltering caverns of her digestive system, or wriggling in her tight womb, or even sloshing inside the heavy testicles she likes to give herself sometimes, becoming hermaphroditic just for pleasure. The end result is the same. A memory, a sweet taste, and another creature added to the goddess-mare’s long, long list of conquests.
In this way, Parallax can over the course of a single minute consume a dozen little morsels, and yet take days, weeks or years to devour each one. It makes her a predator as intimidating as she is capable, something which the horse loves to show off. Parallax is hedonistic and vain, with a great fondness for the fine arts and beautiful things. Especially people.
As well as these abilities, Parallax has a reservoir of magical power from all her past selves which rivals that of a star god. She is capable of doing many, many other things. Perhaps she’ll do them to you, cute little thing as you are. If you have questions, or interest, feel very free to say hello.
