07-02-2005, 06:47 PM
Chapter3: Accepting FateâThe time for you to join the ranks has come Grave. Prepare yourself for this may hurt.â
Grave was frozen, he couldnât more. The Reaper came closer then he already had been, opening his mouth. âYour soul and will are mine.â He cried as a dark fog started to came from his mouth. When the fog came upon Graves face he started to feel a tug inside his body. The fog was pulling his soul out from his body! Then as if looking in a mirror, he saw his own face in front of him. As his soul was being pulled away, he started to feel the pain. I the writer canât express the pain in words myself.
âAHHHHHH.â Grave started to yell as the Reaper started to cackle.
âSoon you will be mine. Ereshkigal.â The Reaper cried.
The pain stopped, Grave slummed over on the floor, breathing hard. He looked around everything seemed the same to him. He looked his body over, and was horrified at what had happened. He still has is cloak, but where fingers were supposed to be, there was only bone. He felt his face, nothing but bone.
âOh fu** what the hell have you done to me.â He screamed at the Reaper.
âI have done you a great favor. Do to your power in life, I have made you a Skull Caster instead of starting at the lowest rank.â
âThanks⦠I think. I will never obey you. You are death incarnate, and as evil as the Devil.â
âNormally I would give you a horrible death for comparing me to that thing. Evil I am not. If I were evil no souls would find rest.â
âNo souls are at rest now. With your army how is any soul to find rest.â Grave said as he stood.
âThere souls are not fighting it is there bodies and mind. The souls stay with me or another keeper. When the body dies the souls is put to rest. Now I must go I have more important business to addend to. You will find your spell book in your Caster Robes. Read it through and you will know the spells.â The Reaper started to leave, stooped and turned, âYou can move through the ranks. Be careful of others under you, for they may want to go up in rank, and you are sitting in their way.â
âWhat so you mean I may be attacked by the others in the army, because they want to gain more power? And I can do the same?â
âThat is what I mean yes. You are also wondering how to get out of here as well are you not?â
âYeh that would be nice to know as well.â
âYou will learn.â And with that the Reaper disappeared.
âOh just fu**ing great.â Grave said as he looked through his robes to find the book. âRead it once and know it all, sounds like shit to me.â He started to flip through it reading every page. After a hour of reading. âWell shit, he was right. Now witch is the teleport spell.â He consecrated hard, feeling something going through him. âFrom one place to another, the darkness will move me to the place.â He spoke the words as a dark light glowed round him. âFLUXâ He yelled, as the light consumed him and he disappeared. A few minutes later he appeared only a few yards from where he started. âItâs a start.â He said as he repeated the process. And disappeared again.
I will write more soon.
Grave was frozen, he couldnât more. The Reaper came closer then he already had been, opening his mouth. âYour soul and will are mine.â He cried as a dark fog started to came from his mouth. When the fog came upon Graves face he started to feel a tug inside his body. The fog was pulling his soul out from his body! Then as if looking in a mirror, he saw his own face in front of him. As his soul was being pulled away, he started to feel the pain. I the writer canât express the pain in words myself.
âAHHHHHH.â Grave started to yell as the Reaper started to cackle.
âSoon you will be mine. Ereshkigal.â The Reaper cried.
The pain stopped, Grave slummed over on the floor, breathing hard. He looked around everything seemed the same to him. He looked his body over, and was horrified at what had happened. He still has is cloak, but where fingers were supposed to be, there was only bone. He felt his face, nothing but bone.
âOh fu** what the hell have you done to me.â He screamed at the Reaper.
âI have done you a great favor. Do to your power in life, I have made you a Skull Caster instead of starting at the lowest rank.â
âThanks⦠I think. I will never obey you. You are death incarnate, and as evil as the Devil.â
âNormally I would give you a horrible death for comparing me to that thing. Evil I am not. If I were evil no souls would find rest.â
âNo souls are at rest now. With your army how is any soul to find rest.â Grave said as he stood.
âThere souls are not fighting it is there bodies and mind. The souls stay with me or another keeper. When the body dies the souls is put to rest. Now I must go I have more important business to addend to. You will find your spell book in your Caster Robes. Read it through and you will know the spells.â The Reaper started to leave, stooped and turned, âYou can move through the ranks. Be careful of others under you, for they may want to go up in rank, and you are sitting in their way.â
âWhat so you mean I may be attacked by the others in the army, because they want to gain more power? And I can do the same?â
âThat is what I mean yes. You are also wondering how to get out of here as well are you not?â
âYeh that would be nice to know as well.â
âYou will learn.â And with that the Reaper disappeared.
âOh just fu**ing great.â Grave said as he looked through his robes to find the book. âRead it once and know it all, sounds like shit to me.â He started to flip through it reading every page. After a hour of reading. âWell shit, he was right. Now witch is the teleport spell.â He consecrated hard, feeling something going through him. âFrom one place to another, the darkness will move me to the place.â He spoke the words as a dark light glowed round him. âFLUXâ He yelled, as the light consumed him and he disappeared. A few minutes later he appeared only a few yards from where he started. âItâs a start.â He said as he repeated the process. And disappeared again.
I will write more soon.
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