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Recondite Equilibrium has a minion!

Minion the Nightmare

Recondite Equilibrium
Legacy Name: Recondite Equilibrium

The

Custom Harvest Neela
Owner:

Recondite

Age: 7 years, 9 months, 1 week

Born: July 12th, 2016

Adopted: 7 years, 9 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: July 12th, 2016

Statistics

Level: 170
Strength: 257
Defense: 255
Speed: 268
Health: 251
HP: 251/251
Intelligence: 639
Books Read: 633
Food Eaten: 54
Job: Journal Writer

Profile by

Faber

Recondite Equilibrium

Overlay by Akita
Art by Tricksparrow
Background art by Me

How long had I been like this? Fading away, like an old memory buried in the recesses of my mind.

Once, this world was in perfect harmony. Countless creatures called it home, and my daughter and I lived here in peace, surrounded by the bountiful beauty of nature. The spring was our favorite spot, and we made memories there that I'll cherish until my dying breath. Everywhere we looked was like something out of a storybook, so lush and thriving that it felt like we were living in a dream.

But in the blink of an eye, it all vanished. The forest was decimated, the plains burned to a crisp, and the rivers polluted beyond recognition. I held on to our home for as long as I could, but my weakness cost us everything. We were starving, and I lost my daughter.

I've been searching for her ever since. How long has it been? I can't even remember. My memories are slipping away. The anger and pain are growing, a gnawing ache in the pit of my stomach that never goes away. Everywhere I turn, I see destruction and devastation. It's like the end of the world.

And then I found her. My daughter. My heart leapt with joy, but it quickly turned to horror when I saw what we had become. We used to live in balance with this world, taking only what we needed, but now we're dead, and the anger inside me is all-consuming.

I roam the ruins, wondering how long it's been like this. My memories of my daughter are starting to fade, and I can barely remember what she looks like. I'm tired, so tired, and I just want to leave this place. But I'm trapped here, like a prisoner in my own personal hell. The people are coming back now. They destroyed us and our home. But, I'm too weak to stop them.

There's a glimmer of hope, a flicker of light in the darkness. Some of them seem to realize their mistakes. The spring is less polluted, and the trash has been cleaned up. The balance is being restored. The humans buried me with my daughter. I can finally rest.

As I feel myself slipping away, I remember my daughter's face, the way she smiled and played in the spring. I can finally see her.