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Erickal has a minion!

Minion the Darkwing

Erickal
Legacy Name: Erickal

The

Darkmatter Irion
Owner:

Lunneus

Age: 15 years, 5 months

Born: December 6th, 2008

Adopted: 15 years, 5 months ago (Legacy)

Adopted: December 6th, 2008 (Legacy)

Statistics

Level: 30
Strength: 134
Defense: 137
Speed: 33
Health: 115
HP: 114/115
Intelligence: 277
Books Read: 277
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Ardent Art Archivist

I couldn't remembered the last time I smiled, the lat time I'd laughed or even chuckled at a stupid joke. Everything was sorrow, it was as if my life was nothing. I wanted to be happy again, to smile, to laugh but I couldn't. I cried out for help but it was like a silent cry for help, a cry only I could hear... and it drove me crazy. This was how everything used to be, until that night when everything changed.

A few years ago, I sat, as usual, staring out into the night, longing to touch the sky, that maybe if I flew high enough all my problems would fade away, that I wold be happy once again. I knew, though, that that would never happen, i was nothing but a keeto, i had no feathers, no wings to whisk me away above the suffocating clouds.

That night something caught my eye, a dying glow at the edge of the small lake. I stood from my positon on the hill and investigated it, A small, barely glowing crystal lay there. It was cracked, scarred, beaten and chipped as if it were worthless. I felt a strange sorrow from it, but i payed it no mind, after all, there was nothing else in the place but sorrow.

"There...there is more..."

I heard it whisper, talking to me, a gem. A broken, dying gem. It continued whispering to me, telling me all of my deepest whishes and hopes, my sorrows and most deeply hidden pains. It lay them before me as if presenting it to me for the first time.

"Share your life with me... and I will give you the wings you so desire."

I accepted of course and the crystal shattered, a violet aura encased my body and I felt my entire body changing, morphing into an entirely new being. I crumpled to the cold, wet ground as a horrid, unearthly pain tore through me.
The pain I'd had before... it was nothing compared to this.
My pain and its. They were melding together into the wings I'd craved my entire life. The wings that I believed would end this sorrow that weighed so heavy on my soul.
Finally, after all these years I could spread my wings and soar above the clouds, breaching the sky's gates.

I finally felt Alive.