Concept: A killer that actually hunts survivors. Honest thoughts?
Andrew Xonder was only fourteen when he encountered the Deor, a result of wandering too far into the Black Forest. Bipedal, deceitfully-seductive deer creatures unlike any animal he had ever seen. The encounter would forever change Andrew’s life, as the vicious organism would commit unspeakable acts to him, shattering his worldview and dignity.
He grew up in a stable -although colorless- world, trying to get by in life. No matter how far he seemed to run, his shame always followed closely behind. The Deor were always there as he got older, sometimes watching him from afar, reminding him of their presence. Other times they would directly interfere with his daily life, scaring him from reaching out or seeking help to quell the creatures that followed him. Dragged by the chains of his trauma, Andrew fell into a void of self-loathing. Medications slowly became less effective, the voices of friends he couldn’t see quieted, and his will to survive began to fade. He could hardly recognize himself in a mirror, feeling nothing but hatred for himself and -what he referred to as- his lack of any meaning in life.
Shortly after his 21st birthday, Andrew would wake up on the last day of his normal life. Something was different that day; perhaps the static in his mind had finally gotten the best of him, or likely he was simply done trying to fight it off. Andrew got in his car and returned to the Black Forest, not a single coherent thought deterring him from the five-hour drive. Emerging before its towering trees that formed a canopy over its dark abyss, dozens of Deor appeared in an instant, watching his every move.
Facing down the creatures that had ruined his life, Andrew’s eyes lit up in admiration. A feeling of broken love surged in his veins, and he held out his arms to embrace what he now called his saviors. Walking into the Black Forest, Andrew Xonder was never seen again. Not long after his disappearance, a new, vile creature emerged from the depths of the forest. A disgusting organism, half-human, half-Deor, stood up as thousands of his saviors celebrated his rise.
The Deerhead. The alpha of the Deor species.