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Original video of Jensen talking the talk at purgatory 8:

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A MONSTER’S WISH !

When you fell sick Grim was doing his best to figure out what was wrong with you.

He did everything in his ability to take care of you per your instructions, but when you fainted from a massive headache he panicked and almost lit the dorm on fire from how worried and confused he was.

Luckily for the ghosts they guided Grim and told him to request help from the Heartslabyul students.

He wasted no time to sprint to their dorm and as he was frantically looking around for the two their housewarden seemed to notice the distressed weasel.

Refraining from becoming angry he asked Grim what seemed to be the problem and the only explanation that came out of his mouth was a small ‘help’.

He didn’t have to explain any further for Riddle to understand that you were in trouble, seeing that the gremlin was without you told him everything he needed to know.

Riddle left Trey in charge as he would make his way to Ramshackle himself— along with Ace and Deuce who conveniently overheard the interaction.

As Grim brought the three of the Heartslabyul students inside the dorm, one of the ghost hurriedly floated towards them “The Prefect’s condition is getting worse you need to hurry.”

The four of them rushed up to your room and found you on your bed breathing heavily with a flushed face and sweat beads all over your body.

Your mouth was leaking what seemed to be blot, it dripped down your chin as you grit your teeth together from pain.

Grim tried to rush over to check out what was wrong with you, but Riddle held him back. You leaking blot despite being a magicless human was already alarming and he didn’t want to risk a mage touching you and getting sick too.

So of course Crowley was contacted and a few staff came to observe your condition.

After much observation they figured that a magicless human being around overblot mages caused a harsh side effect, your body was declining from the accumulated blot particles and if they didn’t figure anything out fast you would suffocate from it.

Your body was kept in a room high up the school’s tower with different types of machines to keep you stable while the professors and the headmage try to find a way to release the blot particles from your body WITHOUT having a mage to absorb it.

Grim was in hysterics and threw a tantrum about wanting to stay by your side, but was denied as he could possibly overblot and they didn’t want to deal with an overblot monster at the moment..

“Let me see my henchman now!” he demanded from Crowley as he stood in front of your door to prevent Grim from going inside.

“I cannot allow that, now run along so I can continue finding a cure to help!”

“Liar! You’re not even figuring out how to take her home so why should I trust that you’ll help find a cure?”

Grim was getting aggravated by Crowley’s words and wanted nothing more but to burst inside your room to help you out from those awful machines.

Eventually Lilia had figured out how to treat you due to his ancient age and had offered to help, warning that it could be a huge risk but would be worth it if it went well.

Due to you not having a guardian nor any relatives it was all down to Grim’a decision.

He of course said yes without any hesitation, but after hearing the possible negative outcome scared him. What did Lilia mean by ‘being ripped from the inside out’ if it went wrong?

If it didn’t work you would die painfully, but if it worked you would be saved.

It was a huge gamble and leaving all that decision to poor Grim caused his mentality to drop immensely.

There was no other option?

Grim held onto the hope and the little voice behind his ears told him to do it, so he reluctantly agreed that Lilia could help.. with one condition.

If it all started to go wrong he wishes for Lilia to kill you before your own body ripped you apart.

Lilia agreed to the terms and the staff started preparing for your treatment.

By this point everybody knew what was going on with you.

The overblotted mages who you dealt with felt pity for the feline as it was partially their fault for the condition you’re in. Some showed it and some didn’t.

When Lilia was to begin the process Grim asked to say a few words to you incase it ends badly.

His request finally being approved he was allowed in the room and to stand on a chair that was at the same level as your body.

“You better return to me henchman or the great Grim will be upset!” he said and carefully wrapped a cloth with the same pattern of his bow around your wrist as a prayer, with that he left the room and Lilia went through with the spell.

“I still want you to witness me becoming a great mage.”