The Jokesmith

[ Species: Cavern Demon ]

[ Jokesmith: Level 75 ]

[ HP: 100000 ]

[ MP: 100000 ]

[ Skills: Unknown ]

The monster before them was hideous to look at. It was a nine feet tall humanoid with a long face. It had enormous eyes and a gnarled set of fangs that looked more like bristles than teeth. The creature stood straight like a human but had a hunch on its back which slightly tipped its torso forward.

The Jokesmith’s uncanny face looked like it was grinning. It had no clothes on, but its skin was thick, striped in red and black. Blood and viscera dripped from around its humongous mouth. The entire look gave it the appearance of a nightmarish clown.

“Do you like what you see?” the Jokesmith asked Piper.

The cyborg’s teeth chattered, and he pissed his pants. The monster was exuding such a dark aura that everyone around him was terrified beyond imagination.