It had started with a stupid argument and then before anyone realized it, Xephos had started screaming in agony and fallen to the ground.
They'd watch him bleed and change and grow; they'd watched in shocked silence. Really, couldn't they have gone to help him?
No...They'd been to scared to go near him.
And then, He turned to them.
One by one they were hit by the curse, but Sips wasn't really worried with anyone at the moment. No, he was more worried that he was suspended above the Nether.
He couldn't move, he simply couldn't. It was like trying to get yourself out from under a thick layer of sand that someone thought funny to bury you in.
You couldn't quite get out from under the mass of it all.
Suddenly, the Dark Wizard was in front of him, glaring with blood red eyes and bared fangs, because really, teeth should not be that sharp...
"You think you know death better then anyone?" He asked coldly. "Then why not give you a new and much more elaborate perception of it!"
The dirt trader winced as he felt pressure over his heart. He tried to move his arms to grasp at his chest, but he couldn't!
The pressure turned into pain and the pain turned into agony that made tears flow down his eyes and shamelessly run down his cheeks.
He grit his teeth together and could barely hear the words that the psycho was chanting.
The pain spread out through his body and concentrated on his legs. He felt the muscles pop and the bones creak as something inside of him changed altogether.
Surprisingly, his torso didn't hurt as much as his limbs did, even though he could see it bloat a bit and grow some sort of wart like bulges. They stung just a little bit like a newly popped pimple.
Then he felt it.
There was a loud crack and then a few pops and before he knew it, he was screaming in absolute agony as one of his legs exploded out of the joint, pushed out by three...Were those tentacles?!
Oh Notch they were.
He could move them! Hell if he knew how, he just could!
Another second later, his other leg exploded out, the same amount of tentacles slinking about, covered in his own blood and very much sticky and gross to look at.
He didn't care about that at the moment for the wart like bulges were opening up to reveal more tentacles.
What was happening...?
His whole body structure seemed to be extanding and he could hear the muscles fallow at a slow but steady rate.
His bones hurt and his skin burned. His eyes were unfocused and he couldn't quite see through the tears.
He kept on gritting his teeth until he felt a stinging sensation on his gums.
Blood filled his mouth and he hacked and spluttered, not liking the coppery taste which seemed to have a rotten tang to it.
Still the more he got rid of, the more seemed to come until finally he couldn't take it anymore.
He didn't even notice that he'd bent over, he just stared as he vomited out what was causing the large amount of blood to well up in his stomach.
It was his stomach...Along with many other organs. All but the heart and lungs strangely enough...
How was he even alive at this point?!
Biting his lip, Sips ignored as they easily punctured the skin and just whimpered as he felt something squirm in his...Nether regions.
Not only were they growing out of his groin, they were also growing out of his ass. He could move them with ease even though he'd never had such limbs before.
It was creepy and odd at the same time.
The appendage growth didn't stop there. More seemed to grow in random parts of his body, including his arms which now sported sharp claws.
His skin was rough and very uneven in some points.
If he moved his arms he could see the muscles beneath the skin twitch in a gross fashion.
He felt something moving on his head. It didn't take him long to guess his hair had been switched by minor tentacles which felt surprisingly sensitive.
Although the pain was passing and being switched out by a feeling of numbness, Sips couldn't help feel sick, even if he did lack a stomach now.
This was wrong and unnatural in many many levels.
He wanted, no, needed someone to be there and comfort him. Forget his ego or his reputation, he was fucking terrified!
He was a huge hideous thing with tentacles coming out of his ass and groin!
He had the right to feel d and very much scared like a little kid.
He wished Sjin was there...He really did. He didn't care if just a few minutes ago, he'd been angry about the whole Farm thing.
He wanted his bearded friend here to comfort him. Instead of that creepy asshole that was staring at him with a horrible grin on his face.
"Enjoy the rest of your life...Ghast."
With that said, the Dark Wizard vanished, leaving Sips to stare blankly as he floated above the lava seas of the Nether, understanding what it was that he'd become.
He was a giant Ghast monster and he felt...Sad.
He closed his stinging eyes and sobbed, floating off on his own. He wanted someone to help him...No, he didn't. Everyone would just hate him now, but what if they didn't?
No they would...Everyone hated Ghasts and he was one now, so they'd hate and attack him and hope to loot him for Ghast Tears.
Well though luck. He wouldn't let anyone come to even stare at him.
He felt his hand warm up as a flame flickered to life. Oh yes...Anyone who dared come to him would surely get a nasty surprise...
And so, he floated off to keep watch of his new home.
For he was now the King of Ghasts.