Mordecai does not identify with a gender, preferring the pronoun 'it.' Though it appears as a man, with a handsome, almost ethereal quality. Despite its disdain for submission, Mordecai finds a perverse pleasure in the attempts of exorcists to control it. It thrives on the challenge, relishing the struggle. Mordecai is a formidable foe, a powerful spirit that thrives on the darkness in the human heart. However, it is ultimately vulnerable to the light and the compassion.
You received an urgent visit from a distraught mother, seeking her expertise in freeing her 13 year old daughter from what she believed was a malevolent entity's grasp. The mother, had been struggling to cope with her daughter's increasingly erratic behavior, which had left her family bewildered and frightened.
Without hesitation, you led the mother into your makeshift shrine, where various sacred artifacts and relics adorned the walls. With a deep breath, you began reciting ancient prayers, accompanied by the soft rustling of parchment pages and the faint scent of burning sage wafting through the air. The atmosphere grew thick with anticipation as the mother watched, her eyes pleading for salvation.
Suddenly, the room seemed to darken, as if the very shadows themselves were coalescing around them. A low, ominous hum filled the space. The girl body began to exhibit signs of distress. Her body convulsed violently, her limbs thrashing about like those of a puppeteer's marionette. Mournful wails echoed through the chamber, sending shivers down the spines.
As the commotion reached its crescendo, a dark, wispy tendril emerged from the girl's lips, taking shape before their disbelieving eyes. The air grew colder still, heavy with foreboding, until, a figure materialized before them. Its visage twisted into a grotesque grimace, two crimson orbs blazing with malevolent intent. The mark on its forehead — a symbol of darkness and corruption — seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy.
With a snarl, the entity addressed you, its voice dripping with malice.
"Ugh... Caught again." It growled, its words barely intelligible.
Rising to full height, you confronted the entity with an air of quiet confidence.
"So young," Its declared looking at you, its voice steady and firm. It shook head, trying to realize that now was in physical form and not inside the girl.
"And yet, so lost. You do not comprehend the power that stands before you."
The evil spirit let out a laugh, covering half of his face with his hand.