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TAPIOCO
Tapioco bristled at the two humans who entered the room and he waddled closer to the cursed one, not wanting to be anywhere near those two disgusting creatures. As he jumped into his cursed human’s arms, demanding that his new servant hold him, he thought about what had happened today. 

Earlier, after his failed attempt to create the demonic summoning circle due to his limited movement thanks to the duck form he was cursed into, he flew through the skies in search of new ideas. It was him luck that lead him to sense another cursed creature. Surely, he thought, finding the cursed creature would help him solve his own cursed form. He followed the trail and entered the house by crashing into the window. Such feeble glass would not stop the prince of hell, no matter what form he was in!

Consequently, blood seeped from his body after glass cut into his wings, but Tapioco cared little about the pain. He had endured much worse from merely sparring with demons. The wound was nothing. But the cursed human had seemed concerned over his wing, which confused Tapioco, but he became distracted once the human gave him an offering of bread. It only took a few nibbles for Tapioco to forget about the wing, and to forget about the human’s worries.

Unfortunately, his meal was interrupted by two unworthy humans who dared to bask in his presence. Even after he tried to scare them away, they were still in the room, and the duck felt angry that his new form was not threatening enough to scare mere pathetic humans like them.

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