It seems in 2024 our evil enemy Dr. Osorio has taken a page out of famed author Mary Shelley's book, Frankenstein.
While walking the patch one evening, feeling the admiration of his pumpkin army, he stumbled upon the squashed remains of seven unfortunate pumpkins. They appeared to have lost their battle with brave Desonians who had hoped to capture live ones. A glint of madness sparked in his eye. He would not be defeated by a little⦠pulp.
He gathered the mangled remains of his pumpkins, hauling them to his castle's laboratory. The air inside was thick with the scent of formaldehyde and decaying vegetation. Gleefully, Osorio set to work. He stitched together pumpkin halves with thick, black thread, patching gaping holes with pieces of other unfortunate squashes. He wired stems back on at unnatural angles, and replaced missing chunks with carved wooden prosthetics.
Driven by his hubris, Osorio turned to his collection of forbidden texts, ancient grimoires filled with arcane rituals and blasphemous incantations. He brewed volatile concoctions, the laboratory filling with noxious fumes and the ominous glow of bubbling liquids. He constructed a web of copper wires around each pieced together pumpkin, connecting them to a towering metal rod that pierced the castle roof.
As a violent thunderstorm raged outside, mirroring the tempest in his own soul, Osorio prepared for his grand experiment. With a manic gleam in his eye, he chanted the final incantation, his voice barely audible above the deafening roar of thunder. A blinding bolt of lightning struck the metal rod, sending a surge of raw energy through the network of wires and into the hearts of his seven putrid pumpkins.
The gourds convulsed, their mismatched eyes bursting into an eerie green light. With groans that echoed the thunder, they lurched to life. They wobbled out of the castle and into the storm-ravaged night, their glowing eyes and grotesque forms a terrifying spectacle.
Osorio, reveled in his triumph of creating obedient servants - true agents of chaos, driven by a primal instinct to spread fear and destruction. He knew that DeSo was crumbling beneath his power and their leaders would soon give in and admit defeat.
A handful of DeSonians had braved DeSo's most challenging times knowing their commitment would lead to brighter days ahead.
Once again, their mission had taken a turn for the worse.
Would they have what it takes to battle on?
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