So Vidz drew my OC, and I wanted to share it. Fluffy was just a tiny fawn when she wondered into the woods alone. She ended up lost in a blizzard and was presumed dead. Lost in the blizzard and near death, the young reindeer came across a very neckbrase with a black jewel in it calling to her. Upon putting on the neckbrase she found a Demon inside, the demon called himself Zack and manifested the form of a polar bear. Desperate Fluffy ended up making a pact with the demon, but before the pact was complete, Fluffy fell into the destructive power of the blizzard. Zack using most of his power and the remaining life essence of Fluffy was able to save the fawn, but at the cost of combining her life-force with his own. While the two fought against the blizzard, Zack explained that he was a demon of old and fought against the predators, only to be thrown away, for the unicorn whom he had made a pact with feared dark magic. After the blizzard ended, Fluffy tried to return to her village only to be disowned by her parents and shunned by everyone for her acceptance of dark magic. It was at this point she cracked and tried to murder her village for not re-accepting her. Luckily she was stopped by Zack, who knew that in time, the predators would threaten Foenum once more. Zack took this time to teach Fluffy, with minimal results, as Zack was weak from the massive amount of energy he must spend in order to keep Fluffy alive, and Fluffy's magic was so poor that is was limited to small summons(like cookies), a bit of Ice magic, and Telepathy. Over the years of training the consequences of the uncompleted pact and, strains of magic used to keep Fluffy alive showed, she was unable to age, staying at the age of a fawn despite being hundreds of years old. Another problem with the combination of the isolated training and Fluffy's incomplete pact, is that Fluffy had started becoming more and more mentally unstable. She, having not shown any promise in Magic, trained and became a master at wielding knifes. She even got into the habit of carrying many, many, knives in her clothes and fluff and would get ticked off at the slightest insult. The only thing keeping her from going on a murder spree was the Zack's level head, and sometimes that didn't work. Everyday Zack looses more and more energy, keeping the one he treats like a daughter alive, caring only about her, and if a threat if big enough or a target small enough, Zack would often let Fluffy go wild on her next victim, were she becomes a cold crazed, precise killer.