'Alright Butterfly, here's the thing about you humans, you'll believe anything you're told as long as it's coming from a trusted authority figure.'
CURRENTLY FINISHED
Fresh, as he calls himself, was the equivalent of the Demon King in this universe...
After a little, the beat started ascending into an Allegro. This can't be a good sign. Tetra swore the Corrupted started swinging faster.
But then they stopped.
All four of the mindless duplicates dropped back into the water.
And a larger, feral-looking boy emerged, sharp teeth glistening in the light.
To their surprise, his eyes were no longer black and bleeding. They were human-like, with a pink iris. Kinda like Barracuda's.
He gave himself free will?
Usually those who are gifted with Free Will only get it from Fresh. No one else. But this boy, this little shit, somehow manage to give himself free will. And not only this, but those who are gifted with Free Will completely forget any and all events that happened while they were not gifted with free will. Mordecai didn't know that (Y/N) smashed a mug against Fresh's head until Fresh told him and if they ever get purified, everything that happened during the period that they were corrupted, free will or not, will be erased from their memories.
This kid remembered everything that happened from the moment he fell into the lava to now. This was no ordinary boy.
"What a BE-AUTIFUL DAY~" The Corrupted yelled joyously. Someone's in a good mood. His clothes were ripped into rags, but he seemed really, really happy.
'Prochorus?' Tetra blurted out, staring at the Boss right in front of them. It was definitely Prochorus, he shared the same face, just different colour schemes.
"Prochorus? Naaaaah, don' like the sound of that." He smiled. Fangs bore themselves in a wide grin as he eyed the four upperclassmen. "Too Formal. Y'know what I feel like callin' myself now, you guys?"
'What?'
"Lycanthropy"
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His smile seemed to widen, before raising his hands up in the air. Where did that New York Accent even come from?
And the last thing they expected him to do was swish his hips back and forth like a Hawaiian girl.
His arms moved so fluidly, so poetically over his head, that it sort of rivalled the dancing abilities of Lumina herself.
(A/N) It is worth mentioning at this point that Lumina, Quin and Pi all like to dance. Lumina likes Contemporary, Quin likes Breakdancing, while Pi likes Hip Hop. Tetra, unlike the others, can't dance for shit, but is an awesome parkour artist, as well as musically talented. They planned to work as a DJ at the nearby Nightclub once they graduated. Same place where Quin works as a Bartender. I just haven't found the appropriate time to break this out to you, dear reader.
Any other person dancing like that would've made the four of them cringe so hard they'd vomit, but Lycanthropy's movements had such a professional and experienced aura to it that at this point, they just stared, impressed. It was even perfectly in sync with the music!
