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Minion the Skabre
Chaos
Legacy Name: Sever
The
Graveyard NeelaOwner:
Storm_636Age: 7 years, 2 months, 3 weeks
Born: February 23rd, 2017
Adopted: 7 years, 2 months, 3 weeks ago
Adopted: February 23rd, 2017
Statistics
- Level: 40
- Strength: 101
- Defense: 101
- Speed: 102
- Health: 101
- HP: 101/101
- Intelligence: 5
- Books Read: 4
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Weapons Expert
"What doesn't kill me only makes me stronger"
"What doesn't kill me only makes me str-"
As you walk into the room this repeated chanting is all you can hear. You can see nothing but absolute darkness. (The chanting..)
Stumbling around the room, you manage to trip over a chair, a lamp, a tabl- wait a minute.. a lamp? (Goes on..)
Trying to backtrack in a blacked out room is nearly impossible but after what feels like hours you eventually make it back to the lamp. (And on..)
You clumsily get back on your feet and with a deep breath you switch on the lamp.
Looking around the room, it looks normal enough although you can see the path of destruction you have managed to create. (And on..)
You notice a door, partially opened however you are too far away to sneak a peek. As you move closer the chanting seems to be getting closer as well.
At the door now, squinting through the small gap into the room reveals nothing as this room is in darkness too. With shaking hands you grab your trusty lamp, push the door open as wide as possible and shine the lamp inside.
Looking around, the room is a crime scene with blood soaking the walls. Frozen in horror, all you can do is stare and watch helplessly as a skeleton with its skin around its ankles chants as it pulls skin up from one leg and begins slowly, painfully trying to stitch its skin back onto its body.. but as you watch, with no muscles to support it, it fails and the skin slides back down its leg, landing with a soft plop.
Reeling, you scramble out of the room with so many horrified questions "what is this thing?"
"Who did this?"
"Where are they now?"
Before you can turn around, you are hit on the head by an unseen foe, which knocks you unconscious.
Waking up, you find yourself in a dark room.. the chanting has stopped but this time you can see. A badly stitched up Neela, now with muscles and skin attached walks towards you and hands you an item.. a large stitching needle.
As you reach out to take the needle you realise in absolute horror that your hand and arm is nothing but bones.. in fact as you look yourself over all you encounter is more bones... and then you realise that your skin has been placed around your feet and the Neela has stolen your muscular form to replenish his own.
As you look up, the Neela is long gone and all you can do is start trying to stitch your skin back onto your body. Sewing is painful and you find yourself chanting "what doesn't kill me only makes me stronger...."