"And the world will look up and shout, 'Save us!'
And I will whisper, 'No..'


Ever since it was thrust in this shell, this deplorable husk of mortal meat and breakable bones, it has sought for nothing other than escape. Oddly enough, as time drew near and the pressure mounted that it began to realized how good it had life within this being. The demonic entity no longer had to make kits host kill for blood, instead some sort of cording was attached to the belly of the would be beast, pumping blood directly into the pit that creates this monster's stomach.

But, soon the very body that it leeches life from will expel it from herself. It knows this, was there at the female's own birth, knew every heartbeat it would have to take. Still, the dark entity was not disheartened as most would be. It had plans to execute, so much devestation to create. Unaware of how much time has passed since it was cast into the body of his host's infant, rorschach only grows and feeds. Rarely is it asleep, the mind it is creating far too active to allow such a thing.

It is aware of the shifting in its watery prison, the way the walls tighten around it making the beast try and lash out with ill equipped paws. Room is given when its prison mates are cast from their bodily hell. A small smile is made as it extends and twists one paw to the outside, breaking its seal and dragging tiny razor like claws against the wall it slides through.

Brought to life by the blood of its mother, the child shows his determined stregth by moving instantly, making his way to the place his instincts say he will find a first meal. Pointed gums only showing the beginnings of fangs and chewing teeth as he bites in to suckle, finding the mix of blood and milk to be calming and most sleep inducing. The beast already showing dastardly inclination. Beware Moladion, more true demons have been born this day.

Rorschach
{ new blood }{ bastard of lucian & stella }{ 41 in. }{ 199 lbs. }{ no love in his dead heart }{ hell raiser of diveen }{ apollymi }

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