The Storm Harvester
Owner: Shantal

Age: 5 years, 4 months, 5 days

Born: May 9th, 2014

Adopted: 4 years, 11 months, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: September 18th, 2014

Pet Spotlight Winner
January 6th, 2016


  • Level: 197
  • Strength: 490
  • Defense: 490
  • Speed: 490
  • Health: 490
  • HP: 432/490
  • Intelligence: 40
  • Books Read: 40
  • Food Eaten: 1
  • Job: Unemployed

"It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake."

Before he was struck by lightning, he was a storm chaser. He loved the thrill of a fierce storm, being in the center of it, chasing tornados and hunting hurricanes. He believed in the words of Frederick Douglass - he lived for the storm, the whirlwind, the earthquake. The times when nature would demonstrate her power over us. His passion led him to study meteorology for years - he felt sure of himself, in his abilities. While he knew things could go wrong, he didn't think it would happen to him. Nothing would go wrong on his adventures - but then it did.


He and his friends had been traveling around the land, hoping for a storm to form. They figured there would be warning signs, as there usually was before a storm happened. Faster wind, darker clouds, a decrease in atmospheric pressure... something. But this storm seemed to form out of nowhere, deep blue black clouds spread over the sky and lightning lit it up, creating shadows. The thunder boomed, louder than he had ever heard it before. It felt so close.

As he gazed up at the sky, enraptured by the quickly forming storm, he didn't notice the lightning heading for him. It should have hit the hydro on the side of the road, or even the trees. But it seemed to be drawn to him. It hit him before his senses could register it.

Something about the lightning changed him, he didn't really die like he should have. Instead, he changed. It became a part of him, felt like it was flowing through his veins. It felt horrible at first - like it was liquid fire, burning through his veins, his body, spreading until it completely enveloped him. It felt so intense he thought his blood was boiling. He wondered if his friends at been hit as well, if they were feeling what he was feeling.

The burning torment eventually receded and in their wake left a cool electrified awareness. He wasn't sure why he was alive. What had happened to him? He didn't understand. He was grateful that he was alive but feared the sensations flowing through his body.

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