There are legends in the world that the mortal mind can not make sense of. There are things in the world that mortals refuse to believe in. Some still argue over other life outside the known universe. Some argue that hard facts are proof over countless eyewitnesses. Some argue prints are not enough. But there are things in the world that defy "laws" that the mortals have placed. Things that can not be understood, are not bound by science. One such legend is Mothman, a being of that has broken the mortal minds each time one tries to find him. Mothman has many stories behind him since he arrived in the mortal world. Taking up home in a forest near a small town, mortals have seen this wonder many times since the first so called sighting when a bridge fell. Not understanding him, the residents blamed what may of been their own fault on him. Since then this legend ironically became an icon. Mortals from all over wanted to see him and ventured into his forest and Mothman, a curious creature, did in fact give the equally curious (and sometimes skeptics) a sight to remember.
But what is this creature? Where did he come from? Many questions asked, but little were answered. One thing is for sure, Mothman may not be just one, but many. With many, come types. But is he truly and incest like creature that resembles a moth? Why not find him and ask him yourself. He might talk, you just have to listen and not be afraid of his "unique" ways of communication. But be warned... there has been in fact some curious mortals who got more then they wished.

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The Exiled Prince has walked the world many many years, mastering his abilities to ghost his way around, and heard rumors that he may not be alone on this planet. Another creature like him may be found in a forest near a small town. A bit skeptical about this, the demon heads off to this place to see for himself in hopes to make a friend. Arriving in town at night the demon is a bit surprised by the way the residents treat this creature with either high regard for giving him a statue and museum. He began to wonder about this creature if it even knew what the mortals did. But he had no time to stop now, the curious beast headed off to find this "mothman" as they called him. Now in the forest, the prince slowly walked around while carefully taking in the sounds, the scents, everything and trying to narrow it down to things that shouldnt be there. It felt like a few hours have gone by and nothing was coming up for the prince. Thinking that perhaps he was in the wrong spot or maybe the mortals were just making up stories, he turned but then froze uttering "clever beast...." under his breath. While the prince was hunting the Mothman, the prey was hunting him. Just several feet back were the signature two red eyes looking at him, studying him. The beast stood roughly shorter then the prince and had an athletic appearance. The wings were kinda wrapped around him a bit. The prince could hear some very soft clicking like noise coming from the beast. Mothman was also kinda "twitchy" though it was just how he was. The prince smirked and started to walk towards Mothman, though the beast took it a bit threateningly and stood straight with his wings expanded impressively. Archie got the hint and backed up, stating he was here to hurt him or anything. Mothman slowly lowers his wings and tilts his head some, sensing that the prince not only had no fear but seemed to also give a non-hostile presence. Extending his hand, the prince tried to get the creature to come forth more. Slowly it worked... Archie could feel that Mothman wasnt alone and there were more like him, but for now, he took this one with him.