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Fantasy Reaper 3: Final March

Sabmarr: #ThugLife


LeviTitan: Lmao


Fenhix Ultra: You just gave away your location! xD


Sabrin_Janmarr: No. I gave away the place I'm at, not the location :P


Fenhix Ultra: Fair enough...


#1L33T: Wow really Sabrin???


Grim-Reaper: How old >_<


#1L33T: Ikr


ReaperChan: Tsh~


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((How the comments went ^~^))
 
(Hehe, Inspiration)


Amelia returned to her room, having finally reassured herself that Chamomile wouldn't have sought out Pride, if anyone. Last she checked, (five years ago) his portion of the base was all the way on the other side of it. She paced worriedly about the room until the monotony was broken by a
Bing! from her computer nestled in the corner of the room. Ah, the advantages of being given whatever you request. She sat before it and let it whirr to life, and upon the screen appeared a notification. Somebody had posted something. As an 'assassin', Amelia made it her business to know where as many of the weavers were, at least as many as she could keep track of.


Suddenly, a new comment appeared, from her.



WhiteKnight9218: Ah, glad to see at least some of you made it. A pity I had to leave so soon, seems like you all are having fun. Y'know, Aura really should take more caution with random people arriving on-site.


~ [insert snowflake emoji here]
 
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Deus had just signed on to his account on reaperbook and was posting a status.Username:IsweartoAbelimNotPride1Status: "So I was walking around Abe...I mean my place when I swear I saw a kid run threw. Haven't seen a lid around my place in ages. (Place creeped out emojii here) I I hope my place isn't haunted. Then not to long after I was making a sandwich right. So I went to put the bread and stuff up and when I came back the sandwich was gone! I mean do ghost even eat sandwiches? "
 
Pride walked around the base and called out loudly."Hey anyone home I'm board and need someone to hang with! Anyone at all?" Deus walked around his shoulders dropping sadly."I've got popcorn. "Deus said but not loud enough that anyone who wasnt close could hear him.(BTW spazzy what's with all your characters having a dislike for pride xD )
 
zen walked around the base with a new outfit from his one before it was still all black but in a different style it was a coat with short sleeves and many loops for holding things. they were all empty at the moment though(the coat from my picture without all the katana's). he found his way to auras throne "hey aura i had a question for you"
 
zen let out a laugh "thats kinda related to my question actually...what was that silver liquid i had to drink? i know the other stuff was blood but not the silver liquid"
 
"hmm....i'm not too keen on the idea of drinking suspicious fluids named 'the essence of the bloodline'...but i'll make an exception this time.. man that stuff tasted like sand"
 
"Hmmm.... Honestly its Strange, yet, It feels natural. How does it feel having white hair and silver eyes and tower over people?" Aura asked with a smirk.
 
"it certainly feels different and a bit rewarding considering the process the get this way felt like i was dropped onto the sun naked" laughed zen
 
Aura laughed. "Yes I have heard it is quite painful. But now you are a Tsukiborodo. All of your children shall share the blood as well."
 
"i noticed that he used katanas so i wanted to have a spar with him ya'know see just how efficient i am against another katana user" explained zen putting a hand on his katana's hilt and tapping it lightly
 
"Doesn't he seem like a reverse younger me? Black hair instead of white..... White coat instead of black. Two light swords instead of two heavy swords. Cold and antisocial instead of what I was." Aura said, lost in his thoughts for the moment.
 
"thanks" said zen as he began to walk off. he had found the courtyard in one of his previous excursions around the base and knew exactly how to get there. as he arrived he peeked out and took a look around.
 
Thraon stood in the courtyard with Krev. The seemed to be dueling in an odd manor. There was a board and pieces on it.
 
After having deposited the supplies she brought... somewhere, Leah decided to take up the trade of... wandering! She aimlessly ambled about, her cold, white, reaper-like eyes scanning every detail of each hall. She wondered if there was any way up onto any roof... She did spend much time on roofs in general, after all. There was less to see, little but the grey-white sky towering over her, the snow stinging her face and the clouds blotting out both light and shade.





Now, it was a warm summer. In the spring, her little sister had already celebrated her eighth birthday. By the end of fall that seemed to draw forth with an aching delay, they would be even again. It was not until then that her own birthday would arrive...





No, she had had enough for today... She didn't want to get lost in another memory. A bit of jealously began to broil....






The littler child was trying to work the mathematics in her head... 'But... You're three older, right? But eight and ten are only two apart...' Her fingers were spread before her, counting off the years, not understanding what was a gap of two and a half years...


No... She swallowed it down, but the voices began to hum again. Quickly, though, she found a staircase leading up into the cold...



'Damned Tsuki--whatever... They have enough 'family' to run a relay race across a continent! It's not like they can go extinct any time soon. 'Prince Aura' just sitting on whatever throne, surrounded by their own...'


'Not like you have any family left. Damn them and their traditions, whatever those would be. All your relations are dead.'





Three reapers, five people... both her parents were dead already, her mother impaled on the black spear of threads, her father's skull broken, blood trickling from his nose and mouth. She struggled wildly against the oncoming black blotting out her vision, and the threads constricting about her throat accompanied by the claws that clutched her head, forcing her to watch...


Another of the ghouls held her fourteen-year-old brother helplessly by his neck, and with a dull, loud, crunch, the boy went limp and was tossed aside like a ragdoll. The suffocating girl, aged eleven, tried and failed to call out to the tinier girl who cowered by the fireplace. Suddenly, the call to darkness and sleep won...


When finally she woke again, they were dead... All dead... Her brother's head fell at an angle that it shouldn't have been able to reach, her tiny sister lay crumpled on the floor, her right eye invisible through the blood pouring from two deep jabs. She herself found it difficult to draw breath, the bruises around her throat already fading into black and purple hues, making each sob more difficult than the last....





Eventually, Leah found herself on the roof, doubled over. She fell onto her knees, trying to muffle her crying as her tears froze upon contact with the thick drifts of snow.


(Aw, sad flashback time.)
 
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zen was slightly confused"i think i've seen those pieces before...if i recall they belong to a game of some sort...what was it called?" he whispered. he had only seen the pieces once before but the ones he saw were made of glass and were not to be touched "hmm..."
 

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