Vernal turned into a unicorn every time he laughed, a fact he discovered after joyously escaping the Old Arcade. The viral serum had worked its dark science, and now he was a permanent lycanthrope.
He sulked in an alley across the street from the Crystal Phallus and fell into a deep melancholy as he waited for the doors to open. Sunlight cowered behind f…
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