The Walkers

Description Residing in their birthplace of Mirkshire, and affectionately dubbed 'The Walkers' are a monster under the bed type creature who's kind has been around as far back as recorded history. Relating to this demons true origin, legend goes a Veverian farmer had recently recieved new land in Mirkshire territory, he accepted the gift graciously and began to make it his own. The farmer built a shack near to the woods and planted his first few seeds. Over the years his farm grew, those few seeds turning into a glorious farm filled with fruit trees of all kinds. One day he met a woman and the two fell in love, soon welcoming a son into their family. The farmer and his kin were happy as the years went on, though like all happiness it subsided. His wife had grown frail and ugly since the birth of their boy, and the boy was nothing like the farmer had imagined, comparing him to a dainty little girl rather than a son. Growing progressively frustrated with his family and now failing crops he took a walk into the woods near his property to clear his mind. Walking deeper into the forest he could feel the energy in his surroundings change, first slightly and then drasically, soon enough he found the area around him physically changed as well. He rubbed his eyes fearing he may be going crazy but when he opened his eyes the same unfamiliar woods surrounded him, though with a slight change, there was now a man sitting with his back turned to him. The farmer approached the man and tapped his shoulder, slight panic in his voice as he asked if he knew where..or what this place was. The air remained silent after he spoke, it felt like hours before a response but the sitting man croaked up, "We're nowhere farmer." Without a second passing the man sat up and faced the farmer, his human features transforming into that of a goat, skull turned to horns in mere seconds. The farmer stared horrified and fell to the floor. "My name's Lucifer, I'd ask for yours but we already know that. Now...prepared to make a deal?", spoke the devil. And so the farmer and the devil made a deal, his soul in exchange for everlasting time on this Earth to do as he pleases, and better yet start his life over. This deal came with a unknown catch however, the farmer was transformed into a sad looking monster, nothing of his former self remained except his despair. The devil then multipled this demon-spirit by the thousands, cursing them to forever remain in Mirkshire, roaming the land until the end of time.