
BABY DARK LORD
The Spell:
A shadow society that conjured my body, from the tip of the Templar's sword - I’m the darkest spawn of the original Dark Lord.
The Conjuring:
Hiding in the shadows, waiting for my moment;
You never know what chaos will bloom.
All black everything is the way I like it,
As I dwell amongst the doom.
The Craft:
There’s only a limited number of babies available - adopt yours before they’re gone!

The Spell:
A shadow society that conjured my body, from the tip of the Templar's sword - I’m the darkest spawn of the original Dark Lord.
The Conjuring:
Hiding in the shadows, waiting for my moment;
You never know what chaos will bloom.
All black everything is the way I like it,
As I dwell amongst the doom.
The Craft:
There’s only a limited number of babies available - adopt yours before they’re gone!