Fudge, the lovable but edgy slime spent most of his time doing the very serious and very important job of looking over the Kings region, which was essentially his Master's kingdom, as he would like to call it.
"No one shall pass my sight," Fudge said as he stood on top of a tree, overlooking the whole mountain ranges.
"I am as swift as the wind and as invisible as the air. I shall spread my Master's words to the furthest lands that light can touch!" he declared with a serious voice.
"Ummm… sir Fudge? Are we done here?"
Below him were some Rebornians who were forced to roleplay as Fudge's loyal shadows. Michael had tasked them to go with the slime's play time and make sure that he didn't cause any trouble.
Despite Fudge's big promises and his serious words, the Rebornians simply couldn't treat him seriously. Case in point, Fudge suddenly dropped down to the ground and raised his hand towards an innocent little squirrel that had burrowed out of her lair.
