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Zalfar has a minion!

Minion the Patch

Zalfar
Legacy Name: Zalfar

The

Glacier Feli
Owner: Docturr

Age: 16 years, 9 months, 1 week

Born: September 1st, 2009

Adopted: 16 years, 9 months, 1 week ago (Legacy)

Adopted: September 1st, 2009 (Legacy)

Statistics

Level: 178
Strength: 463
Defense: 411
Speed: 245
Health: 252
HP: 252/252
Intelligence: 308
Books Read: 278
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Building Blocks Display Destroyer

"An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet,regardless of time, place, or circumstance.The thread may stretch or tangle,but it will never break."

A cough is echoed throughout the dusty room with odd shaped glasses and strange cases emitting even stranger smells. A boy with sandy colored hair and bright blue eyes doubles-over, letting out another cough. "Will you stop touching things? It's what is causing the dust to rise up, I told you not to touch anything anyways!" Came out a gruff remark to the boys cough, from the other room emerged an older man, late 60s in the least, his eyes show even older than that with the gold color they emit. "Sorry." Was the only remark the young man gave, straightening himself and grinning, "So, can you tell me my fortune?"The older man scoffed, and rummaged around the room as if looking for something. "No, I don't think so." The younger man frowned and sat down on a small pile of books, ones that he put there days before after reading through them. He watched the old man for a few minutes before asking, "Well what are you looking for?" Ignoring him the older man kept looking, lifting the sleeves of his starry robes up. The boy watched him, waiting for an answer. As he watched he smiled again for he noticed ever so slightly that it looked like the stars on the robe moved. This fact always fascinated him, he believed in this stuff-magic, fortune telling- as much as he believed in love, with unyielding motivation. Magic and love where the same to him, only invisible to those who didn't believe. He sat there staring at the robe for what felt like hours wondering what exactly caused it to move like that. When his concentration was broken they looked still again. "Still there you brat?" Came the gruff voice of his companion. "Of course I am!" He jumped up, dusting off his jeans and moved over to the man. "Here." The man roughly shoved something in the younger man's hands. Curiously the young man looked down and noticed it was a piece of red thread. "What is this?" The older man just smirked and looked at him with his cold golden eyes that sometimes seem to glow with the light of the stars," That, Zalfar, is your future... It is your destiny." The young man, Zalfar, looked down at the small thread again. Why it looked ordinary, just a piece or dark red thread that was maybe 5 inches long, how could this be his destiny? "Narx, have you finally lost it?" The older man laughed, a cold and booming laugh that sent chills down Zalfar's back, "You wanted your destiny, there it is!" Zalfar just looked down, confused but then smiled," My destiny..is love?" Narx just nodded, which was all the boy needed. "Thanks! So what do I do with this?" He asked, tangling the string around his hands, his eyes growing brighter with joy. "You keep it, it's just a reminder of your destiny so you don't give up." Zalfar nodded and placed the string in his pocket, "I'd never give up on love."

According to the gods, there is a red thread tied from my pinky finger to yours.This thread of destiny isn't visible.Nor is it a map to you.I must love you to meet you.