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Worick_217 has a minion!

the Pavonated Butterfly

Worick_217
Legacy Name: Worick_217

The

Bloodred Feli
Owner:

~~SEVEN_446~~

Age: 13 years, 4 months, 3 weeks

Born: November 26th, 2010

Adopted: 5 years, 2 months, 2 days ago

Adopted: February 15th, 2019

Statistics

Level: 2
Strength: 10
Defense: 10
Speed: 10
Health: 10
HP: 10/10
Intelligence: 0
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

growing up all worick ever knew was black and white. greys made no difference to him as he heard people talk about all the colours that they seen. worick has heard enough talk about colours, had heard enough times how beautiful his red hair was, how stunning his green eyes were, how much of a catch he would be when he found his soulmate.

worick was about 95% positive that he did not have a soulmate.

its a rare but possible occurrence, but there are people without soulmates on the earth. statistics or something had told him about 50 people at all times have no soulmate for some reason or another, and he was sure he was one. some people with no soulmates accepted the lonely life fate left for them, while others killed themselves to be born again with their soulmate alive or to be with them in heaven.

worick instead decides that making other people soulmateless is just as enjoyable to him as other people telling him about colours.

he's never seen the colour, but he's memorized what the feel of blood is like on his fingers. it isn't as slick as oil but it sticks more than water. it dries and gets stickier before it starts crusting up and worick has to clean his hands off. he likes the feel, enjoys it like someone would sit in silence and read a book.

he grows addicted.

its never his blood on his hands, always someone elses. pleases leave their lips constantly -- they have families and a soulmate to go back to, he doesn't understand now but he will soon enough they're sure just let them live --

he never does.

so when the day comes that worick steps out of an alleyway to the pull of his soulmate he can only recall one previous conversation with a victim of his, a grin on his lips.

i hope you have no soulmate. i'd feel sorry for them if you did have one.
i would too.

' lucky lucky you. '

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