Whilst all this was going on, Zhang Lu of course was also assimilating the Dark Rizzard Ethos through his Dark Rizzard Alliance persona as 'Henry Thai'.
As a result of joining the Dark Rizzard Alliance server, and thanks to his deep dive study - largely fuelled by his part-horror and also part-horniness for Itvasme, Hairy Pee had, like Zhang Lu himself, become an increasingly nuanced and controversial character, creating a polarising reaction in all the fandoms throughout the thousand lands of Rizzdom.
One group had adopted the view of Hairy Pee as "the trainwreck that they couldn't look away from", both at the same time excoriating Hairy for being a psycho, terrible human being, and yet, at the same time, being wildly fascinated by his ruthless - and seemingly effective - style.
The other camp had a more sympathetic, 'self-insert' kind of viewpoint, seeing Hairy as a savior amongst the scrubs, the hero the world didn't want, but that it needed, considering that he had transcended the cesspits of Pathetic Peter, ironically not by climbing up and out, but by *digging down and deeper*, until he had struck, literally, the black gold that was Dark Rizzardry, and used it to leverage the power and status he desired! - moreover, they inwardly kind of agreed with Hairy's methods - if it led to results, then why not? The world was built on practicality after all!
After an infamous, cursed scene that was 'banned' in several countries, and yet, made widely available to whoever basically had a working internet connection, where he had force-fed Krum a potion which changed him into a femboy, and then transformed him into a Hornycrux, Hairy had now taken the next steps towards becoming a legendary Dark Rizzard and was on the verge of, literally, having it all made.
The thrill of psychopathic tendencies realised truly had no equal.
Power. Achieving perverted aims.
Hairy closed his eyes as he revelled in his madness and badness, his sanity beginning to sour, his claim to consonance cracking.
Ms McDoneitall… the 'saucy' wench she was… like a piece of well aged meat, he had enjoyed devouring her, a mature woman who herself had been stewed, seasoned, braised, as per her implied namesake, in the mating-musks of many a man - and woman, she didn't discriminate - having frolicked and fraternised in the flavours of every flora and fauna in the forest, and now she too had become a mere vessel to house yet another of his Hornycruxes.
Hermyne. Krum. Ms McDoneitall. That was 3 out of 7.
Hairy licked his lips. It was a start. But still. There was more to be done.
More to come.
He of course had several candidates in mind…
(Feel free to comment or message your guesses or preferences for who you think Hairy might consider in the comments below…)