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Many ages ago, when the world was new, and man was forged from the crucible of creation, a decision was made by the divine. The divine, unable to entrust the entire weight of caring for the minute details of nature, created the spirits of the land to hold up the slack. Such creatures turned the leaves to red, ripened fruit, and created the passage of time and seasons. Such beings were the catalyst of natural events, everything from the mighty tornado to the smallest blade of grass. Each being was given a territory, a place to call home, and were both the overseers and recorders of the natural world.

We all know how the whole story of the rise of man goes. Man strolls up and mostly takes the natural world for his own, building roads and cities while destroying plant and animal life. The genius loci, or land spirits, were left as sickened as the land man touched. They were ordered not to interfere, so they didn't. However, because their life forces were tied so tightly with the land, as the energy of the place shifted to become more modern and more ruthless, so did they. The beasts changed form to blend in with the populace, but could always be told apart by their way of appearing sick. The land was sick, so were they.

And when blood was split, the land was corrupted by violence and hatred. This corruption, if on a grand enough scale, would render the spirit of place violent. This insanity was the stuff of legend, of wild creatures tearing apart men and becoming hungry for more blood to be split. The so called "Slenderman" was actually a spirit suffering from this so called insanity.

(2x) Entry

Many years ago, upon the east coast, a killer named Jerimiah struck in New York city. The man, a convicted pedophile, murdered a series of children along the United States and eventually corrupted an extremely powerful genius loci who was driven to repeat the same type of murders over and over again. It was said that in his execution, the spirit of Jerimiah fused with the spirits of all the locations where he killed young girls and boys.

With stronger abilities, the creature was capable of killing massive amounts of people.

This bloodshed was always mysterious. Children would go missing, bodies would never be found.

Vicious acts were also lashed out against onlookers or trespassers in areas where the bodies were originally discovered. Unfamiliar film students, youtubers, and unsuspecting hikers were liable to be stalked, murdered, and eaten by the forest spirit determined to cause more bloodshed.

(3x) Bloodshed

Alex Kralie was where things begin to kick off. He was a kid filming a student film at one of the locations where one of the bodies were found. Unlike in canon, where Alex survives to show the tapes to Jay, an acquaintance of his, Alex is murdered and devoured in front of the rest of the crew on set when he is beyond the safety of the camera's lens.

The remaining members who managed to flee while the beast was distracted become targets. Because technology is an extreme hindrance, the remaining crew, including Jay, Seth, and Tim, survive for some time even despite very close encounters with the monster. In one incident, Tim loses the lower portion of his arm and barely survives the trip to the hospital.

(x4) Mariposa

A mysterious figure named ToTheARK began sending Jay video responses on youtube, claiming to understand what was going on. Not willing to give such secrets such as the breaking apart of a forest spirit's soul away so easily, he coded messages in twenty something messages directed at the film crew. The videos were public, free for armature and professional code-crackers to take a look at. Eventually a young codecracker found out the complicated cipher, and relayed the information to the film crew. The code consisted of two things:

2) -A ritual can be preformed to stop the being. Blood must be shed in repentance and love under the new moon, at the site of first sight.

The cast found out that the first portion of the code worked, so..

The group preformed purification ritual, which would be the only way to split the soul of Jerimiah from the soul of the forest. For the ritual to work, much blood had to be spilt. Seth attempted it by slitting his wrist at the site of the murder, but was also devoured.

The group at the ritual scattered again in the dense wooded area. Jay found himself targeted by a vicious, tall critter. In a last ditch effort, cornered, tired, and out of breath, he injured himself with his pocketknife in an effort to re-attempt the ritual. This time, it worked. Jay bled out in the process and perished in the middle of a clearing. Jereimah's soul was separated from the genius loci.



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☽  Personality: The old beast's personality is icy and strangely unsettling despite his new stance on saving humanity from..well, itself. He is extremely eloquent, strangely so, but sometimes messes up words and phrases in a childlike way. As expected, it is vastly curious and very quickly gets involved in personal affairs. Despite curiosity, it prefers people to come to it rather than to seek out companionship. Its lack of social norms when asking questions and an unfamiliarity with the human condition makes conversations both amusing and somewhat disjointed. Talk is often laughable, akin to tommy wiseu's in the room, but much more eloquent. Nothing is taboo, nothing is too personal.

Childlike behavior and mannerisms

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When the world was young, man and nature operated in harmony, neither dominating the other. This was destined to change. Eventually the machines of man began to claim the land as their own. Some of the guardians of the land grew ambivalent towards humanity, others were blinded with rage and insanity. Wounded by mankind's influence, a once proud race disintegrated over time into wild animals and vicious creatures bent on destruction. At one time the beings were beautiful, shifting into the forms of animals to blend into the environment. They changed the seasons and worked together with man to show them the virtues of plants and animals.

Now, with the rise of suburbia, many of them no longer take the form of animals. The sickness of injured nature corrupts their bodies and turns them to insanity. The color is drained from their features. Great black and white beasts prowl the night, especially seeing out the young to prevent another generation of humans from spreading sickness and blight. Some of them take a sadistic glee in manipulating the mind, as genius loci are capable of near god-like powers in their own domain.  Some of these domains may encompass entire continents. Vengeance truly is the name of the game and now, humanity is the enemy.


But there is hope.


Purification.