Board Thread:Fan-made Monsters/@comment-26517142-20190530201817

''A Mamono based on an urban legend.... yeap. I treaded this path too. Check out the Naether realm [right here] and its lore... and then come back to check this one out. Warning: it's a shota-con.''

Hasshaku-sama (Hachisaku-sama), Lady Longlegs

Specie: Ghost x Ex-Giant

Family: Undead

Habitat: The Ghostly Town of Little Patch, as well as areas of which Naetherkin live in dense numbers (they like it better when the area has a number of younger individuals around)

Diet: Mana of men

Common Statement: .” Po…. Po…. Po….Po… (shuffles by slowly)”

Jeiel’s Comment: She gave me that shotacon vibe the moment I saw her. I wasn’t wrong. You can try to court her – problem is she’ll dig you if you’re a kid (in a physical sense). Or… maybe make you scamper off in terror. Your pick.

A specie of Ghost from the Naether. Emanating a regal vibe while sporting a charismatic older lady figure, Hasshaku-samas are heralded by their famous ‘Po’ chant – a sounds that allows them to whisk children away and turn them into eternal ‘playmates’.

As disturbing as it may sound, these Mamonos are believed to be fledgeling souls who were distastefully ignored and died alone in their previous lives –  which is why they seek affection from young, uncorrupted individuals. Other claims point they are a lost race of children-loving Ex-Giants who once lived in Oz, but after Circe took control of the land of magic the race made a mass exodus into the Naether to avoid the tyrant from using their ability to bridge ties with the spirit realm. After settling into the realm for centuries they eventually became spirits themselves, retaining their innate desire to bond with children.

The Hasshakus are tall for women - but not so overly tall that they cast shadows over other Mamono. The normal height for them is usually up to 6 feet. These beings possess pale, clammy skin, their eyes pale blue while their ethereally green hair floats solemnly behind. They wear a very thin white dress streaking in the center of their chest and leaving their arms free, and all Hasshakus carry around a ghostly hat. This hat is the source of their giant heritage, and they use this when they are out looking for mana. Also, Hasshakus aren't great talkers - many of them simply refuse to speak, or are too shy to. They are often very gentle and subtle in movement.

The hat bathes the Hasshaku that wears it in Demonic Energy, transforming it to its olden form - a taller, gaunt ghost of a lady over 8 ft. or more in height glowing in pale ectoplasm, her dress turning into a gown formed from white Miasma. Their Demonic Energy enlarges their hands and feet, and streaking behind them are five or more animate dolls strung like tails, which are their 'playmates' for life.

When they wander, Hasshakus allow their doll tails to float around and utter a distinct "Po " sound, as if the dolls are sighing and longing for notice. As much as it sends chills of dread to adults, young minds are immediately piqued with curiosity at the sound, and they will be drawn to the Hasshaku. They soon spirit the children away, leaving not a single trace as they do so to avoid discovery.

Female children nabbed by the Hasshaku are then covered in the Mamono's ectoplasmic down, changing them into new dolls to accompany them. Apart from being their 'tails', these dolls are their closest family members, joining them in almost every endeavor but their speech restricted to a mere 'Po' that only they understand the meaning (they end up as tails only when the Hasshaku turns to their olden form ). A particular male child, on the other hand, becomes the center of their attention, to which they will dote upon as a dutiful 'elder sister'. They will shower the boy will so much love, desire and Demonic Energy, that the child will be brainwashed into believing she is the only person he will need in his life.

When the Hasshaku feels like the time is right, she will 'eat the boy up', or coerce him into sex. Like a guiding elder sister she will lead his tool into her nether regions, cooing encouragement as he pushes within and gushes his semen inside her. She will treat his mana like the best drink she's had in ages, and will continue  to desire consuming it without end. The boy will wish for nothing else, save for his 'elder sister's love'.

Hasshakus are one of the many Ghost species endemic to the Naether - and the ghost town of Little Patch is where most of them are found. Other species are also known to dwell there, but whether they get along with the Hasshakus or not is not clearly stated.

''Done! As usual, criticisms, ideas and comments are a-welcome! Hope you guys read on - and don't worry, you'll see a pic of her soon! XD'' 