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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Viper:
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[i][u]Death Among the Mortal[/u][/i]
[i][u]6:27 PM[/u][/i]
[i]At dinner time at the city of the Dojo, a faint silhouette of a skeleton walks into Dojoville. The dark shade soon takes form into a black skeleton, armor then appearing around its structure as if there were flesh to protect.
The female figure, shown by the armor, walks into the city, walking around the now mostly empty streets. Families were eating, the rest were lurking.
"All this life...so wonderful. So nice. There's almost no damned...almost..."
The figure thought to herself, taking a look around the buildings, even through some windows.
She saw only peaceful people, such a sight she hadn't seen in a long time. It was wonderful.
The female then looked up towards the Dojo, sitting high on the mountain, lights around it making it look holy, as if it were even close to being that.
[b]Roughly 3 hours later.[/b]
After a long while of observing the city, the female made her way up the mountain to the Dojo, finally being able to see the place itself. She was unimpressed, though. It really wasn't as spectacular as she had hoped it would be.
But she was already here. She'd be staying a while.[/i]
[spoiler]open, I got kinda tired, so it's probably not the best.[/spoiler]
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[b]She could hear faint humming if she listened close enough. There was energy in the air, darkness, sorrow, malice, and yet calmness. It was gentle yet ruthless, formless but will form. Whatever it was, it recognized the entity[/b]
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[i]Her own energy flowed into the atmosphere, curiously blending with the unfamiliar energy in the atmosphere. The being herself could feel her own and this new energy finding each other, making a very dark concoction of invisible powers.[/i] "What is this...odd energy?" [i]She questioned aloud, to seemingly nothing, but perhaps the source of this energy would hear the spirit of Death.[/i]
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[b]She could hear whispers, and then a voice that was mixed with the shadow[/b] [i]The truth...[/i] [b]The dark energy started to feed off of her own, welcome to essence of Death[/b]
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[i]She felt this, and she was not happy about it. The mist flowing from her armor sucked back in, and the energy flow stopped.[/i] "I felt that."
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[i]Of course you did, how could you not?[/i]
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"Good question. Now, would you mind taking any physical form, if you can?"
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[i]As you wish...[/i] [b]The shadows condensed, and something stepped out of the newfound fire. He stood at a height of ten feet, clad in ornate silver armor. A tall, detailed helm hid his face from view. [/b]
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"Thank you...Talking to air isn't the most enjoyable thing. I am Thaan, Hell's Retriever, assuming you don't know that already."
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"Of course. I knew who you were the moment you set foot on this world. Welcome, Hell's Retriever."
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"Hm...so who are you exactly? I've never seen something like you before."
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"I'm the end of all timelines. The fate of all things. I am the Formless, the Nameless, and the king of final shapes. I could have phrased that better, but you get the gist."
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Along the path a woman who seemed as pale as perhaps a porcelain doll with eyes that glowed a yellow in the dim lighting of the night. To many she could simply be mistaken as a phantom walking in the night but to those who knew the afterlife knew the woman as Ash, one of deaths many acolytes. She wore a dress that seemed old but still magnificent in appearance. She seemed to be talking to someone which shortly dissipated after they finished and she continued on.
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[i]"Odd, a being of death? Perhaps not from my realm.." She thought, taking steps towards the other female. The woman could certainly feel the coldness of her, as she was a split from Death himself.[/i] "Who are you?" [i]She questioned when just a few meters from the woman, sounding very curious.[/i]
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The woman looked over at the armored skeleton seeming to have had her attention drawn away from something. Her face seemed to only show very mild emotional reactions though it was hard to tell if she was either lacking in emotions or simply preferred to express them in moderation. "Oh, hello. I am Ash. I assist restless spirits in their passing. A calming voice in death if you wish to think of me as such" The way she talked and her presence seemed to have a very calming aura to it. It almost seemed therapeutic being near her. Whether it was a form of magic or simply how she composed herself was a mystery.
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[i]The woman herself felt no real calm from her, probably because she's a part of Death. She nods with a question on her mind.[/i] "Interesting. I'm Thaan, Hell's Retriever. I take the souls of the damned to Hell itself. A very...depressing job."
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"I don't see it as such. There is a certain enjoyment in achieving ones task, no matter the nature of the assignment. The living would likely thank you for your service of removing dammned spirits from their world." Even with the fragment of death she spoke to,she seemed to proceed with her peaceful tone and calm nature. Perhaps it was simply a part of who she was. If anything, it at least explained the amount of spirits sensed within her proximity.
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"There is no enjoyment in throwing souls into Hell, watching them rot eternally in that dark pit. I kill to do that, end people's lives to pit them to more suffering. What joy comes of that?" [i]Thaan was curious of this soul, she seemed to always be positive, even though Thaan was very negative. Strange, usually Thaan made everyone negative just through atmosphere.[/i]
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"Perhaps it's in perspective." She produced a small black object, merely the size of a marble. She seemed a little fixated on the object as she cleaned it with a cloth. There was something odd about the way it shined. It was like it was reflecting in broad daylight under the stars. "What if you thought of it as you are likely saving many innocent by removing harm from this world? If a murderer died and a family lived, is it truly a terrible task?"
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"There are just as many seemingly innocent families that are damned, as murderers or criminals. I have to kill them all." [i]Thaan glanced on the object, but mainly kept her focus on the conversation itself.[/i]
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"Perhaps, maybe death is just a blind happening, or maybe there is a master plan even above our understanding."
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[spoiler] https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1677784/227626000/0/0/1 [/spoiler] Hi there stranger"she says [i]a woman with wings is sitting nearby the gates with a black panther laying it's head lazily in the woman's lap. The panther just looks in her direction and yawns a bit. The next thing it does is pretty surprising as it talks.[/i] "Hi " it says
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[i]The armored female steps towards them, a light mist drifting out of her dark hood of metal. She simply gave a small wave, looking the faerie right in the eyes.[/i] "Hello girl...and panther."
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"Hi im Melody and this Keira"she says [i]the smiles and waves in return. She seems to be pretty up beat. The Panthers is looking at her with her bright blue eyes.[/i]
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"I am Thaan. Hell's Retriever. I'm curious, why can your Panther talk...?" [i]Thaan had never actually seen anything like this, which is strange because she's been practically everywhere in the universe.[/i]
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[i]Keira giggles finding this amusing because its not the first time she has been asked this.[/i] "Well it's simple really im alien a lesser fellpool to be exact. This is just one of the forms i can take."says Keira [i]without another word the panther transforms turning into a woman that has black cat ears, long black hair, a long fluffy black tail and bright blue catlike eyes. The girl smiles sly at her after showing what she really looks like.[/i]
