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"I have not seen the Rake since he ruined my life, but I know that he has been in my room while I slept. I know and fear that one night I’ll wake up to see him staring at me"
written by chickenmanism
[pfp art by MaskedMidnight, will take down on request]
written by chickenmanism
[pfp art by MaskedMidnight, will take down on request]
+ The police of the area would report the hunter's body all impaled on spike like sticks at the entrance to the town in the next week, three days after the hunter was reported missing. The Rake ate well throughout that week.
May 4, 2025 at 7:52 PM
+ The police of the area would report the hunter's body all impaled on spike like sticks at the entrance to the town in the next week, three days after the hunter was reported missing. The Rake ate well throughout that week.
+ collection of human skulls. As he made a step forward, he tripped over a rock, and bounces his head off the rocky ground. Bleeding from his head wound and losing consciousness, he saw in the beam of light from his flashlight his supposed prey wandering ever closer yet so slowly towards him. +
May 4, 2025 at 7:52 PM
+ collection of human skulls. As he made a step forward, he tripped over a rock, and bounces his head off the rocky ground. Bleeding from his head wound and losing consciousness, he saw in the beam of light from his flashlight his supposed prey wandering ever closer yet so slowly towards him. +
+ became the hunted. It was unusual for the Rake, having to hunt a creature that fought back. His skin stung with shells from the hunter's shotgun. Yet one day, Mother nature intervened to aid it's most loyal creature. One night, the hunter wandered into The Rake's cave, and saw its many +
May 4, 2025 at 7:52 PM
+ became the hunted. It was unusual for the Rake, having to hunt a creature that fought back. His skin stung with shells from the hunter's shotgun. Yet one day, Mother nature intervened to aid it's most loyal creature. One night, the hunter wandered into The Rake's cave, and saw its many +
+ something. One night, as the hunter wandered away from his trailer, The Rake peeked its head into the trailer window to learn what it was the human was hunting. It was hunting The Rake.
Over the span of a few nights, it would be a game of cat and mouse, where one was the hunter, the other +
Over the span of a few nights, it would be a game of cat and mouse, where one was the hunter, the other +
May 4, 2025 at 7:52 PM
+ something. One night, as the hunter wandered away from his trailer, The Rake peeked its head into the trailer window to learn what it was the human was hunting. It was hunting The Rake.
Over the span of a few nights, it would be a game of cat and mouse, where one was the hunter, the other +
Over the span of a few nights, it would be a game of cat and mouse, where one was the hunter, the other +
+ he noticed something man made in his original neck of the woods, a trailer dragged by one of those metal smoke boxes on rubber wheels. A cancer against the world itself.
At first, the rake merely watched the human from the darkness, the hunter wandering around both day and night trying to find +
At first, the rake merely watched the human from the darkness, the hunter wandering around both day and night trying to find +
May 4, 2025 at 7:52 PM
+ he noticed something man made in his original neck of the woods, a trailer dragged by one of those metal smoke boxes on rubber wheels. A cancer against the world itself.
At first, the rake merely watched the human from the darkness, the hunter wandering around both day and night trying to find +
At first, the rake merely watched the human from the darkness, the hunter wandering around both day and night trying to find +
+ Yet still he was an animal.
His favorite animal prey was the humble wild boar, enough of a challenge and an easy meal for him all the same. He would not take his time killing his prey, he was birthed from nature and thus he would respect it. A quick and simple kill. It was during one hot summer +
His favorite animal prey was the humble wild boar, enough of a challenge and an easy meal for him all the same. He would not take his time killing his prey, he was birthed from nature and thus he would respect it. A quick and simple kill. It was during one hot summer +
May 4, 2025 at 7:52 PM
+ Yet still he was an animal.
His favorite animal prey was the humble wild boar, enough of a challenge and an easy meal for him all the same. He would not take his time killing his prey, he was birthed from nature and thus he would respect it. A quick and simple kill. It was during one hot summer +
His favorite animal prey was the humble wild boar, enough of a challenge and an easy meal for him all the same. He would not take his time killing his prey, he was birthed from nature and thus he would respect it. A quick and simple kill. It was during one hot summer +
+ "The Wild King". A monster made from Mother Nature itself to punish and torment people that take nature for granted, even savoring the sweet torture it inflicted on people to such an extent people would consider to take their own lives than deal with it. The Rake was as it was, a pure monster. +
May 4, 2025 at 7:52 PM
+ "The Wild King". A monster made from Mother Nature itself to punish and torment people that take nature for granted, even savoring the sweet torture it inflicted on people to such an extent people would consider to take their own lives than deal with it. The Rake was as it was, a pure monster. +
Reader, Rake wasn't always like this. He wasn't always a little gremlin bastard smashing peoples heads in with steel chairs, or cramming sticks in his mouth, or is the walking epitome of having not a single thought in his mind.
There was a time where he was truly what his title was +
There was a time where he was truly what his title was +
May 4, 2025 at 7:52 PM
Reader, Rake wasn't always like this. He wasn't always a little gremlin bastard smashing peoples heads in with steel chairs, or cramming sticks in his mouth, or is the walking epitome of having not a single thought in his mind.
There was a time where he was truly what his title was +
There was a time where he was truly what his title was +