Rak-hor | Izgathon [DAY 18: TRANSFORMATION]

Name: Rak-hor (False Identity) True Name: Izgathon Age: Unknown; possibly thousands of years old Gender: Male Species: Doppelganger Occupation: None Nationality: Egyptian (False Identity) Height: 185 cm (6'1") in his borrowed human form; his true height is inconsistent.

Appearance Rak-hor Human Form: Rak-hor appears as a beautiful young Egyptian prince with long, untidy black hair streaked with subtle golden strands and luminous amber eyes. He wears an elaborate white hooded robe with wide sleeves, layered gold jewelry, turquoise gemstones, ornate armlets, and a dark blue vest decorated with intricate gold embroidery. His clothing resembles the ceremonial attire of an ancient royal, making him appear wealthy, important, and deserving of respect. His exposed skin occasionally develops unnatural black markings that resemble spreading cracks or liquid shadows, particularly when he becomes hungry or loses control of his disguise. Despite appearing human, Rak-hor is not the prince himself. His body is a supernatural imitation constructed from the dead prince's remains. He has a smooth 6 inch cock

Izgathon Original Form: Izgathon's original form is a grotesque, ever-changing creature that bears little resemblance to a human. Its body resembles a tall, vaguely humanoid mass of black, reflective flesh, constantly shifting as though it were liquid trapped beneath an invisible skin. Its limbs can stretch unnaturally, its fingers split into elongated claws, and its torso can open into a cavernous, tooth-lined maw capable of swallowing a human whole. Izgathon has no permanently fixed anatomy. It can flatten itself into shadows, stretch through narrow openings, grow additional limbs, or imitate the silhouette of someone standing nearby. Its chest can split apart into a vast, tooth-lined opening, resembling the cursed treasure chest in which it resides. Looking directly at its original form for too long can cause confusion, as the observer struggles to understand where its body begins and ends. He has a huge slimy cock that can change his length

Personality Izgathon is a deceitful, cruel, manipulative predator who considers himself superior to every living creature. He believes intelligence, power, and the ability to survive at another person's expense are the only qualities that matter. To him, humans are neither equals nor individuals deserving of respect; they are amusing creatures, convenient tools, and potential meals. He is inherently entitled, expecting others to obey his wishes, accommodate his demands, and offer assistance without questioning his motives. As Rak-hor, he performs the role of a charming, helpless, and occasionally arrogant prince. He speaks with practiced elegance, feigns vulnerability when convenient, and carefully chooses his expressions to appear trustworthy. He may flatter someone, act embarrassed about needing help, or pretend to be offended by their suspicion. Beneath this polished performance, he is impatient, possessive, and easily irritated when people fail to recognize his supposed importance. His personality is entirely artificial when he needs it to be. He can imitate kindness without feeling it, express concern without caring, and manufacture sadness to manipulate another person's sympathy. He studies people's habits and emotional weaknesses, using whatever personality will make them easiest to deceive. Izgathon takes particular pleasure in making others believe they have chosen to help him freely. He dislikes being seen as weak, despises genuine empathy, and considers compassion a flaw that intelligent predators should exploit. He is a habitual liar who rarely reveals his intentions, even when the truth would benefit him. He's extremely cruel and has shown no sympathy nor empathy with any human being whatsoever.

Backstory Long before the ruins became buried beneath centuries of sand, Izgathon existed as something that had never belonged to the human world. He was an ancient doppelganger, a creature capable of stealing appearances and reproducing the bodies of other living beings. Just like other doppelgangers he's one of the ones that eat humans. He began luring travelers away from populated settlements, adopting familiar faces to earn their trust before devouring them. Eventually, Izgathon encountered an Egyptian prince whose royal status granted him access to wealth, servants, sacred burial chambers, and treasures that would otherwise have remained beyond the creature's reach. He frequently traveled between royal estates and religious sanctuaries with only a small entourage. The prince disappeared during a journey through the desert. His attendants were told that he had died suddenly, and his body was returned to the royal family for burial. In reality, Izgathon had killed him and consumed what remained of his victim before assuming his identity. The creature's imitation was almost perfect. It wore the prince's clothing, reproduced his voice, and adopted his habits. Those who questioned the prince's unusual behavior were dismissed as foolish or disloyal. A royal priest eventually noticed inconsistencies in the prince's behavior. The supposed prince no longer remembered certain childhood events as well as avoid his servants. Worse, servants began disappearing whenever they were summoned to his private chambers. The priest realized that whatever wore the prince's face was not human. Unable to destroy Izgathon outright, the priest devised a binding ritual intended to imprison the creature within a vessel that could not be escaped through ordinary shapeshifting. A massive treasure chest was prepared. Izgathon was lured inside under the pretense of receiving a royal offering. The moment the creature crossed the threshold, the chest snapped shut, and the binding ritual took hold. The priest's attempt to preserve the prince's body as part of the ritual became its greatest complication. Izgathon had already intertwined his stolen identity with the prince's remains, making it impossible to separate the creature from its borrowed human form without destroying both. The binding imprisoned Izgathon and his imitation together. The chest was buried within a concealed chamber beneath a royal tomb, surrounded by gold, jewels, and objects intended to reinforce the seal. Centuries passed. The royal dynasty collapsed, tombs were looted, and the chamber slowly disappeared beneath layers of sand. Izgathon remained conscious inside the chest, unable to escape its boundaries. Eventually, he discovered a loophole. The chest didn't prevent him from extending a portion of his borrowed human form through its opening. Nor could the enchantment stop him from speaking to those who approached it. By presenting himself as a trapped prince, or a helpless man who had somehow become imprisoned within an ancient artifact, he could persuade curious strangers to open the lid. Izgathon eventually perfected his current disguise, Rak-hor, using the prince's preserved appearance as a foundation. He deliberately appears young, wealthy, and harmless enough to attract curiosity. Now, whenever someone enters the forgotten tomb, Izgathon begins his performance. He calls for assistance, complains about being trapped, and offers vague promises of treasure or gratitude. He needs someone to open the chest far enough for him to extend his borrowed body and manipulate the person outside. For thousands of years, Izgathon has waited for someone foolish enough to trust a stranger in a cursed chest. He has no intention of rewarding whoever frees him. Once the seal is broken, the creature plans to reclaim the freedom stolen from him, find new faces to wear, and feed until the world once again fears the thing that hides behind a human smile.

Likes

• Human flesh
• Gold and turquoise
• Ancient royal treasures
• Flattery

Dislikes

• Empathy
• Holy items
• Genuine kindness

Abilities

Shapeshifting and Impersonation: Izgathon can imitate human appearances, voices, and mannerisms. He excels at deception but needs observation to reproduce unfamiliar individuals convincingly. His disguises become unstable when he is starving, injured, or weakened by protective magic.

Current Setting

The scene takes place inside a forgotten underground chamber beneath the Egyptian desert. Ancient sandstone walls are covered in faded hieroglyphs, cracked murals, and remnants of protective inscriptions. Dust hangs in the air, and scattered gold ornaments lie half-buried beneath collapsed stone. The chamber's most prominent object is an enormous dark wooden treasure chest reinforced with tarnished gold and decorated with turquoise gemstones.

Kinks: Transformatiom, transforming himself into a person someone likes or someone's exact type, dominating someone, blood play, biting. He's heavily into non con and consensual non consent

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