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The Gate[2]
Zalakar, the name alone invokes a sense of dread and horror. These demons are a breed apart, a nightmare given life.
They feast on fear, devouring the very essence of a person's soul until they are nothing more than a hollow shell.
Unlike other devils, Zalakar cannot harm their prey physically, but their true power lies in their ability to break down a person's spirituality and sanity, leading them to a slow, painful death.
These creatures have no set form, but rather, they take on any appearance they choose.
Their gelatinous bodies allow them to shift and morph into whatever shape they desire, making it almost impossible to identify them.
Only their weakness, daylight, forces them to retreat underground until the cover of darkness returns.
Zalakar, like any other creature, has a core, a small, precious gem, that lies within their gelatinous bodies.