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My fur is dark and pristine, like the night sky. They exude a wonderful black mist more potent than even the fumes of the dark abyss. A voracious color that seeks to consume all the light within the cosmos. And I say to you, who dare to question my hue, I'm Not A Gray

Did anyone have a personal headcanon about a fictional (or historical) story/mythology that just one day popped up in your mind and began living rent free for years on end, yet somehow, the longer you thought about it, the more it made sense? Mine was on the whole Zeus/Hades dilemma and...