{a Oc of mine.. I've been keeping in my head for months... I have used it but not shown anyone yet..} v1 Backstory of IT: This thing Used to be a ordinary cat.... besides its one glowing eye ofc... it spend 3 years of its normal life stuck in a shelter since no one wanted it because of the "weird" eye it had...... till one day a person named ____... ____ adopted this cat. and for a loving 10 years it was great..... till one day...... Strange people broke into ____ house.... and killed him...... and took it.... why? they thought it was a Cosmic being Disguised as a Normal cat... all because of the one glowing eye......... for the next 2 years... it was kept in a highly governmental lab.... Tested on ruthlessly.... endless pain... till it finally snapped... the hatred it had grown over the years finally engulfed its soul. transforming it into the spirit of hatred.. with its new found power it showed no mercy to the ones who made it suffer the most. the lab was soon completely destroyed... Now IT wanders realities their hatred still there..... they don't like humans.. or anything that resembles them..... if you ever encounter it.. just don't annoy it and leave it alone... {more info on IT}: it does have abilites... dangerous abilites... Decaying stare: if your unlucky enough to be hit by this well.. you better start counting your days.... when hit by this ability you begin to rapidly age at a alarming rate and a darkness spreads over you slowly dissolving your form till your just dust.... Infection: this thing can infect.... and possess other beings... we don't know much about this ability yet.... this thing has more minor abilities.. all of them are still quite lethal of course...
Refreshed Lore [Chatgpt helped] Here’s a **refreshed version of your lore** that keeps your idea but improves the flow, atmosphere, and storytelling while keeping it dark and mysterious. --- # The Origin of **IT** Before the legends… before the fear… before entire realities learned to whisper its name… **IT was just a cat.** A small, quiet stray with grey fur and **one unnatural glowing eye**. No one knew where the eye came from. Some thought it was a birth defect. Others thought it was some strange disease. Whatever the reason, it made people uncomfortable. And so the cat waited. For **three long years**, it lived inside a shelter cage. People would walk past, smiling at the other animals. Some would stop at its cage for a moment… only to flinch when they saw the faint glow staring back at them. They always left. To them it was **too strange**. Too unnatural. Too wrong. But one day… someone didn't walk away. A man named **______** knelt in front of the cage and simply looked at the cat. Not with fear. Not with suspicion. Just kindness. He opened the cage door and gently picked the animal up. And just like that… the cat finally had a home. For the next **ten years**, life was peaceful. The strange eye didn't matter anymore. The man treated the cat like family—feeding it, playing with it, letting it sleep beside him at night. For the first time in its life… The world felt safe. But peace rarely lasts forever. One night, everything changed. Strangers broke into the house. They were not thieves. They were **hunters**. Armed, organized, and cold. The man tried to fight them. Tried to protect the small creature he had cared for all those years. It wasn't enough. They killed him. Right in front of the cat. Then they took the animal. Why? Because of the **eye**. Someone somewhere had seen it. Studied it. Rumors spread through certain circles that the creature might not be normal at all. Some believed it was a **cosmic entity hiding in a harmless form**. Others believed it was an anomaly worth dissecting. Either way… They wanted it. For the next **two years**, the cat was kept deep inside a classified government laboratory. Cold rooms. Steel tables. Bright lights. The tests never stopped. They cut. They injected. They shocked. Over and over again. Day after day. Month after month. Pain without meaning. Suffering without end. At first, the creature only felt fear. Then confusion. Then sorrow. But eventually… Something else began to grow. **Hatred.** A deep, burning hatred that consumed every memory of kindness it had left. The final breaking point came quietly. No explosion. No warning. Just a moment where something inside finally **snapped**. Whatever that glowing eye truly was… it awakened. The small cat that once slept beside a kind man **ceased to exist**. In its place rose something else. Something ancient. Something furious. Something born from pure, concentrated hatred. The laboratory never stood a chance. Walls twisted. Machines shattered. Scientists vanished. The facility was reduced to ruins in minutes. And when the destruction ended… The creature simply walked away. Now **IT** wanders across realities, drifting through worlds like a living storm of resentment. The hatred remains. The memory of what humans did remains. It does not seek companionship. It does not seek peace. And it **certainly does not forgive**. Most who encounter IT never realize what it is until it's already gone. But if you ever see a small dark cat… with **one softly glowing eye** watching you from the shadows… Do yourself a favor. Do not approach it. Do not speak to it. And above all else… **Do not annoy it.** Because the creature that was once just a lonely shelter cat now carries enough hatred to tear entire worlds apart.
