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Dark Jewel the Devel

Dark Jewel the Devel
Desert Marauder
Legacy Name: Desert Marauder
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Age: 9 years, 3 months, 3 weeks
Born: November 25th, 2016
Adopted: 9 years, 3 months, 1 week ago
Adopted: December 12th, 2016
Statistics
- Level: 1
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 2
- Books Read: 2
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
Deep down he knew that he was different. Maybe it was the terrified look that the ones he called family gave to him, or the fact that they left him behind like a monster. He knew he was born different. He looked at his mother. Her blue soothing fur coat, just like all the others of his mirage made contrast with his deep black fur. His tiny little pointy horns and his mismatched eyes showed to anyone that he was different.
The alpha of his mirage was terrified, “you have to get rid of it.” he said to the poor mother, that held her child closer and cried for mercy, “it’s just a baby! You don’t know if he’ll be like that!”. “that’s not what I worry about!” he said in a shout “you know how the humans like them! Those with the attractive colors and different behavior! You know how the hunters like them! You know the rules!”.
The other neelas from the mirage gathered around her, chanting words of disapproval and fear, “the baby is dangerous for the mirage! Do you want to put us in danger!?”. In the end, they took away her child. With no strength left to fight, all she did was cry and shout for mercy. The child didn’t understand what was happening, but he remembers the face of his crying mother that night.
Desert Marauder, that’s how the other neelas called him. Not the ones from his mirage, since he didn’t have any, but the ones he rampaged. He grew up alone at the desert and that just made his bloodred spirit become stronger. He killed, he robbed and he fought against anyone that would cross his path, never losing, never forgetting. He hated those “common” that would just strut theirs stuff like owners of the desert. He killed many of them, sometimes for revenge, sometimes out of pure rage.
He just wanted to have a mirage of his own, made only of those with attractive colors and different behavior. And he found one. And he found two. And soon, Desert Marauder was the alpha of his own mirage.
Story byMaryannass
Profile by FallenSamurai
Edited byViktorWinter
The alpha of his mirage was terrified, “you have to get rid of it.” he said to the poor mother, that held her child closer and cried for mercy, “it’s just a baby! You don’t know if he’ll be like that!”. “that’s not what I worry about!” he said in a shout “you know how the humans like them! Those with the attractive colors and different behavior! You know how the hunters like them! You know the rules!”.
The other neelas from the mirage gathered around her, chanting words of disapproval and fear, “the baby is dangerous for the mirage! Do you want to put us in danger!?”. In the end, they took away her child. With no strength left to fight, all she did was cry and shout for mercy. The child didn’t understand what was happening, but he remembers the face of his crying mother that night.
Desert Marauder, that’s how the other neelas called him. Not the ones from his mirage, since he didn’t have any, but the ones he rampaged. He grew up alone at the desert and that just made his bloodred spirit become stronger. He killed, he robbed and he fought against anyone that would cross his path, never losing, never forgetting. He hated those “common” that would just strut theirs stuff like owners of the desert. He killed many of them, sometimes for revenge, sometimes out of pure rage.
He just wanted to have a mirage of his own, made only of those with attractive colors and different behavior. And he found one. And he found two. And soon, Desert Marauder was the alpha of his own mirage.
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Profile by FallenSamurai
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