Rexcelsis

Appearance:

This monster, however, wasn’t a spinosaurus. Nope, this one reminded me purely of a tyrannosaurus rex. A tyrannosaurus rex that had been birthed from the womb of an elder god taking a vacation in the Jurassic. An elder god with anger issues.

The skin was burnt sand, the color of the brown sugar my mom used in her delectable snickerdoodles. But somehow, on this dinosaur, it didn’t look so delicious.

Black spots dotted the T-Rex’s chest and head, the design resembling a sort of tribal hunter look, and two wickedly sharp and spiked horns sprouted from its skull, curling around the head like a deadly halo. A thick white scar ran down the side of its face, and droplets of something wet dripped down on me from its mouth.

A fearsome thunder rumbled from the creature’s bulky chest.