Born from rot and bitterness, Fungaroth crawled out of the marshlands with no identity of its own. It watches the living with hollow jealousy, desperate to steal what it lacks. Every strike fills it with Envy, twisting its form closer to the ones it covets. When its envy peaks, Fungaroth sheds its decayed shell and copies another’s shape, trying to feel whole for a moment. But the feeling never lasts.
I have not made MST 3+4 skins yet. space to play music music isnt the best TBH yes, this has an LMS it sounds hopeful fore some reason XD
