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Precival has a minion!

Other the Dark Creepy Thing

Precival
Legacy Name: Precival

The

Bloodred Devonti
Owner:

MiserableSecrets

Age: 4 years, 7 months, 4 weeks

Born: September 17th, 2019

Adopted: 4 years, 7 months, 4 weeks ago

Adopted: September 17th, 2019

Statistics

Level: 39
Strength: 10
Defense: 10
Speed: 16
Health: 10
HP: 10/10
Intelligence: 0
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 12
Job: Unemployed

It had all happened in the blink of an eye, in front of his to be exact. Blood, blood everywhere- on him, soaking his horns red and matting his black fur- the shrieks that still rung in his ears and the bodies that now lied in front of Precival all cast a permanent image in his mind. It was horrible and had the poor Devonti trembling to his chilling core.

But, the most horrifying part of it at was that it was him who'd done it, he'd killed them. Why? Because they said so- Blood, they needed blood to fuel the same potions and elixers he was once forced to drink and Precival was a servant to their orders. It wasn't like he could control his own body half the time anyway, serving as a mere puppet for their hand- the Other's hand. Even now the Other's voice echoed in his head praising him for the 'good' work he'd done.

Green eyes refused to close as Precival remained stuck staring at his 'handiwork' at least until his left started to sear as it took on a piercing yellow. It was the Other surveying the area itself as he felt his hooves begin to walk against his will. It had him trotting around the slain creatures, pracing even and serving to only splatter more of the nightmarish liquid onto himself before taking out a few flasks to fill. This was his job, no, life now- to take others all to spread the curse that had befallen him.