###WARNING - this story contains implied rape, including cubs###


Karnarath’s Soul Net

	There is a legend that is surfacing these days. This is a frightening tale told around campfires. Few yet know of it, but it is quickly spreading. It is the legend of a rather nasty being; a komodo dragon known as Karnarath. Some agree that Karnarath is or was a real person, but his story is far less believable.
	It is said that on an old, unused playground with rusted and broken equipment, passersby have noted a komodo dragon sitting in the center alone. He had been approached in this place from time to time, but was completely unresponsive. All he seemed to do was put himself in a trance, apparently in a meditative state. Normally he simply did not respond to anyone that approached
       However, if some foolish prankster decided to disrupt him, they were met with fierce eyes before they could lay a paw on him. This seemingly mundane action would somehow send the most foolhardy and bravest pranksters running in terror, at least after a short pause. It was later discovered that these pranksters, in subsequent nights, had horrible nightmares every time they slept. While unable to describe the horror in their minds, the only consistency in these reports were three common words, “death”, “darkness”, and “torture”, usually in that order.
       It took a good few months of this before a few people seemed to notice a disturbing correlation. Any time there was known to be a death somewhere in the city, Karnarath would stop appearing on the playground for awhile. Later, a scheduled autopsy was said to be frighteningly interrupted when the deceased suddenly woke up, and ran out of the room. This, as it is said, is where the first of these frightening stories came from.
       Supposedly, this komodo was weaving a soul net above the city. Anyone within the city who died would not make it to the afterlife. Instead, they would become trapped in Karnarath’s soul net. Once you were trapped in this net, you would awaken in a dark place. A faint light illuminated the area where you were deposited, and everything else would be just pure darkness. If you recall, the three common words uttered by those that encountered this lizard during his trance were “death”, as you are indeed dead when you arrive here, “darkness” being the only valid description of the place you had arrived, and then the third step that had not yet transpired, “torture”.
       The faint beam of light would stop right below your feet, at a “floor” that doesn’t seem to exist. As you examine your surroundings, you notice that your body has probably changed. While there are a few exceptions, you would now be a completely different species, and usually much younger than you were when alive. You would soon realize that you are no bigger or older than a small child, and perhaps in the shape of a rodent species, usually a rabbit or squirrel. In fact, the entirety of your new body could be reshaped at Karnarath’s current preference. Most of the time, one’s gender would remain, but even that isn’t always the case. Also, clothes are non-existent in this world.
       At some point, you would see him. The brawny komodo would step into the faint light, and of course your first response is to run, but chains, ropes, perhaps even snakes would shoot out of nowhere and restrain your limbs, dragging you to an invisible wall, the floor, or maybe a bed or chair, all within Karnarath’s will. There would be no possible escape from this moment until this particular session was done, and there would always be at least one session, even if you knew the terms that would be brought to you later.
       The lizard would then dig his talons into your shoulders or hips, and slam a large, thick shaft into your helpless body. No matter what shape you take here, it would be a very tight fit, ripping painfully with every pounding thrust as he torturously rapes you. He would rape you so violently that you should eventually pass out, or be killed by the blood-loss from your heavily torn cunt or tailhole, but unfortunately for you, you’re already dead. The mercy your body would normally give you in such an extreme situation was lost when you were forced to leave it behind.
       Sometimes, Karnarath has been known to rip an arm from his captives, or maybe an ear or a jaw. Other times he would eat you “alive” as he raped you, tearing away your flesh as he listened to you scream and writhe in pain. To make matters worse, when he came inside you, his semen would burn your insides as if boiling iron had been injected into your body, leaving you squirming in agony even after the evil creature pulls out of you. Eventually, between sessions, your limbs, flesh, and anything you lost would be returned to you, only to be ripped apart again the next time you encounter him.
       It may be after the first session, or it may be a few sessions later, but eventually, you are given an ultimatum. Karnarath would command you to submit to him, and become one of many eternal servants. He promises that if you accept, the pain will stop, as will your memory of ever having been through it, along with any other attachments to who you once were. Why Karnarath wants so many servants is unknown. He never reveals his reasons, but it is thought that he plans to raise an undead army, but to what purpose? Perhaps he even plans to invade the afterlife itself, or maybe create his own, using this mindless army to extend his soul net around the entire world.
       Whatever the case, you would now have a choice. If you refuse, he gives you approximately two weeks to reconsider, all the while continuing to abuse you through many painful sessions of rape and torture. Sometimes you are bound and made to witness another trapped soul being tortured as you make up your mind. So what happens if you hold out this long?
       If you hold out so long that the lizard gets bored with you, one of two things can happen. If Karnarath sees much value in your soul, you could be tortured continuously for two more weeks, but in a much more severe way. It may be hard to imagine it getting any worse than being raped to what would normally be death again and again, but there is indeed a worse fate.
       Imagine railroad spikes being driven through your arms and legs, trapping you against a hard, cold surface, or perhaps a blazing hot one, as a black, demonic war horse with an oversized shaft slams brutally inside you, tearing your insides and ripping through your organs with every thrust, easily and instantly fatal if done to a mortal. There’s just one more thing; it doesn’t stop. It never sleeps, never rests, tirelessly, endlessly raping you until the day Karnarath finally calls him off of you.
       Whether Karnarath decides to resort to this or not, you still have a choice to make in the end. If your will is strong enough to continue to refuse him, you are subjected to one final session. This time, the ultimatum has passed. Karnarath rapes you again, purely for the pleasure of raping you. Still possibly indescribably sore from the war horse’s time with you, you are tortured one more time, but with one more twist…
       During the rape, his jaws overlap your head, and he begins swallowing you whole as he continues to pound inside you. As the horror of this moment begins to sink in, you realize that you had your chance, and nothing is going to save you now. You are a toy, and now an immortal snack to your captor. As your body is slowly drawn into the esophagus, your cunt or your tailhole is being ripped apart one more time. Half of your body now inside him, he cums with all the burning you felt before, never getting any easier to take, and then you disappear down his throat forever.
       From inside his stomach, you are slowly merged with him. It is a long, agonizing process, and eventually, you cease to exist, absorbed by the evil komodo dragon. Every soul Karnarath absorbs in this way makes his mystic powers even more potent, and his physical strength in the mortal world more and more impressive. It is said that if he absorbs enough unwilling souls, he can eventually make himself known in a big way, becoming virtually unstoppable. He could place himself in the position of an emperor with little effort whatsoever.
       So how does one escape from this soul net? No one knows. Even those who have managed to escape, try as they may, cannot explain how they did. The only constant is that each of them have studied the theories of soul nets vastly. From the beginning of time to this day, very few have managed to weave one. Even those who did haven’t used them to the extent and purpose that Karnarath has.
       Karnarath has since stopped appearing at the playground, or anywhere else for that matter. They say he now dwells in the world he has created, and his soul net is constantly drifting around the world, and if you die while this net is in relative alignment with your ascension to the afterlife, you will be caught in this net. It is also said that he uses his servants to extend this net, and as more souls are acquired, also assist in torturing and raping them. As such, if you are trapped in the soul net, you can be sure you won’t go unnoticed, or unattended for long.
       More war beasts are also being recruited. Beasts of all different breeds and species, even ones thought not to exist such as dragons and minotaurs, torture captives in the second phase of the process. With more souls being processed at the same time, the growth of the soul net is becoming exponential.
       One would think that as a mortal, Karnarath would eventually die, and his reign or terror would end with his life. However, his first appearance at the playground was over two hundred years ago, and the stories from the few that have escaped are still coming. Even as most dismiss them as insane, and their stories as rubbish, those who believe them do so too late in the process. It appears that with each soul he has absorbed, his life is extended and it becomes closer to impossible to stop him in any way. Combine that with the fact that he no longer has to return to the mortal world to weave his soul net, and you have a virtually immortal being.
       Every once in awhile he does return, usually to take advantage of an unsuspecting mortal. He has been known to take a vacation, as it were, from time to time, and take someone among the living as a personal sex slave for awhile. If the slave becomes boring or otherwise disrupting to Karnarath’s will, then the slave, usually a child, is raped to death and consequently trapped in the soul net to begin his or her own trial.
       There have also been reports of entire classrooms anywhere from elementary to high-school disappearing. Some of the occupants of the room do return, all with inconceivable stories of what happened, but never all of them. From what can be pieced together, Karnarath will sometimes abduct the entire room, and rampage through it, ripping, eating, and raping those inside. No one ever gets out unharmed, and no one acknowledges ever leaving the classroom, even though the room is still there with no one inside.
       Each instance of Karnarath’s sick games here in the mortal world is several years apart from the last, and no one who believes the stories knows what action to take or if any options are even available. The time and place of his appearances are always inconvenient and unpredictable, and there appears to be no purpose behind them except personal amusement.
       Lately some cults have been started, worshiping or idolizing the evil lizard. They have quickly become difficult to find as apprenticeship in such a cult is issued by invitation only. I’m sure you can imagine what goes on in these cults. Some are shut down, and some slip through the fingers of the law. As far as anyone can tell, Karnarath pays no heed to these cults, but there is a rumor among them that as the size of Karnarath’s army expand, so to will the need for some sort of military hierarchy. However, it can also be perceived that his control over his army is so absolute that he doesn’t need to delegate anything. After all, their memories have been erased.