True Death
Raazel was tense, the unnerving sensation filled him. He reached to the side, carving a rune, half worried that it wouldnt work. It obeyed his command, and he sighed in relief.
Quickly he raised his forearm and carved a string of runes in his new flesh. It wouldnt be as good, but he didnt have any choice, the armor on this body was wrecked and he didnt know how the formations would interfere. He carved the strings that connected him with his spatial storage and returned to him the access to his constructs.
Imdiately he pulled out a dozen constructs, his supply was dwindling fast. His constructs scanned the surrounding and returned nothing at all. They werent working properly.
From the corner of his eye, he saw sothing and whirled around, nearly stumbling as his body moved at a speed he was not used toits attributes were far higher than what his own body had been capable of.
He narrowed his eyes, the eyes that saw more than he ever was able to see on his own before. And he saw nothing but darkness.
Sothing moved in the periphery and he whirled again, and once more he saw nothing.
Show yourself! He yelled, his hand raised and ready to carve out a rune. None of his opponents had demonstrated anything like this power.
He had to assu that it was either so kind of a trump card perk, or a domainchosen were supposed to have those. He didnt know it, had no counters for it, and therefore he feared it.
This was too much. He had already accomplished his goal. He had gained access to the Frawork. Not in the way he had imagined, no, but he had it nonetheless. There was no need to remain here.
He raised his hand and started carving the rune strings that would break him out of here and teleport him sowhere far away. This place was making him feel strange.
A sound startled him, and his head turned. A large shadow moved among the trees. He froze as it stepped into the light.
A giant beast, a wolf, with smooth thin layer of black fur covering its body and a white mask on top of its head. Two red eyes glared at him from behind it.
Raazel froze, his hand shaking. His Soul was only just settled into the new body and still it reacted, influenced by what his Soul felt. His heart started beating faster, blood rushed through his body, his breath quickened and processes started. New Essence was born within his being, Fear.
No, he shook his head and took a step back. He knew it, as all Aspects, as all living things on his world had known it. The last thing anyone ever saw. An Aspect beyond all Aspects, the one that all feared eting, but inevitably all stood before.
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You cant be here, Raazel whispered.
WE ARE HERE, ALWAYS. TO HUNT.
It spoke and growled, its voice piercing into his head and making him tremble.
This cant be real, Raazel said. There are no Aspects like you here. Sothing is attacking my mind, a Fear based power? He argued with himself. Because nothing else made sense.
It had to be sothing that was drawing his greatest fear out of him, showing it to him. Perhaps the previous occupant left sothing in this body, in the vessel?
The Reaper took a step closer, it bent its knees, ready to strike.
YOU TOOK WHAT WAS OURS, it growled.
Raazel blinked. I took nothing from you.
IT WAS IT WAS YES, ANATALIEN, THAT WAS THE NA, it growled and Raazels confusion grew. WE WILL END YOU FOR THE INSULT.
He could feel the anger now, it rolled away from the being like a wave, impacting the environnt. Making it shudder and darken.
This wasnt what Raazel was thinking it was, this was real. It knew Anatalien itwait, Raazel rembered things he had overheard, things he had learned from the Unchained. This entire attack, what he saw just monts before he was brought to this place, the woman and her aura.
The Reaper shook its head, as if in pain. Its eyes looked wild, the world around them shook, the ground trembled.
Raazel took the opportunity to start his string again.
The Reapers head snapped to him, sensing what he was doing, and its eyes narrowed.
WE REMBER YOU, RUNESMITH, BONDSMITH, ENSLAVER, WORLDSMITH. YOU ESCAPED OUR GAZE, YOU LIKE OTHERS DENIED US THE LAST HUNT.
It knew him, of course it did, it knew all things that had an end. Again, it shook its head, and again the world trembled. Then, in a span of a blink, the Reaper was no longer alone.
A beautiful white form stood next to it, a hand on its neck, along with a dark skinned tall woman covered in tattoos. The Scythe held its bone weapon in delicate hands, and Raazel felt fear grip his heart.
Calm, the dark-skinned woman said in a lodic voice. Rember yourself Ryun, dont let your anger control you.
The Scythe continued. We are not who we used to be, long ago.
Ryun? Raazel narrowed his eyes. This was not the True Death, or they were both the chosen and So much that he didnt know. So much that he had no answer for, this was why he didnt fight against the unknown.
The Unchained had failed him, they were supposed to be his instrunts, but other people disappointed him, always. He could rely only on himself it seed.
As they whispered to one another, he raised his hand and slowly started carving his escape.
Who he once was, was lost in the mories. Only the Reapers voice, the weight of ages, remained clear. Anatalien was a word that had so aning, he knew that the being in front of him had taken sothing, had done The mont he saw him, rembered him, it no longer mattered.
The yeti had escaped the previous Reality, had escaped True Death. He could not leave alive.
The Reapers head was hurting, being split in half. Things were blaring in the corner of his vision, but he didnt know what they were or how to make them go away. He rembered only the hunt.
And then, they were there, two voices slid into his mind and spoke within and without, reminding him of his life here and now.
mories of a ti spent together, a short ti, but a ti filled with connection. With emotion, a strange dynamic, three people who found one another. Each understanding a different part of the other, but together all the sa.
The words woke the one whose anger had pushed him so deep into the mories.
Ryun was pulled back, slowly, out of the deepest reaches of mory, and the echo of his mories receded into the background.
Thank you, he said slowly. His anger still ran hot, but now he understood that this had to be him, not just blind anger.
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