Graveyard Bhakoru
SpectraRectorian looked up at The Dark Lord's deadly grin and glowing red eyes. "What say you, young Bhakoru! Have the entire world at your beak's grasp OR continue to linger in your brother's shadow, like a coward!"
Rectorian growled, "I am no coward! Give me the crystal! I WILL become the most feared and powerful Bhakoru this world will ever know!"
The Dark Lord's grin widen as he handed the crystal to Rectorian. Suddenly, Rectorian fell ill and dropped to his knees, "What is happening to me? It hurts! This hurts!" cried out Rectorian as part of his flesh fell off from his face.
"You can't get anything for free, simple minded Bhakoru! In exchange for the power, your flesh will belong to me! At this very moment, your smooth leather skin will begin to peel and rot, leaving you with bone fragments and necrotic tissue," cackled The Dark Lord.
Rectorian yelled in agony as he rolled across the sandy ground, watching his beautiful leather skin begin to peel and crumble into dust.
"Enjoy your new physique and power, young one," The Dark Lord vanished, leaving behind a gush of wind filled with black feathers.
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Another huge thank you to RocketLauncher for Rectorian! Now Patchi has a brother of his own and won't be so lonely! Thank you! again!
Your pet has changed into a Graveyard Bhakoru! Painted on December 5, 2014 @ 6:12 PM
