With each battle fought, every enemy slain, and each drop of blood drawn; Jub Jub feels more lust for blood. Being away from his adopted home Harkenwold and feeling the loss of Kit to Black Tongue, he has started to lose his love of humanity.

The years spent living among humans Jub Jub has tried to be as human as he can, held back his rage and never delved into his inner darkness. When people look at him they see a monster or a demon. If that’s what they want, that’s what they’ll get.

Jub Jub feels something within him is changing, and he likes it…


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