Kurt Rango OrigenKurt stood horrified as he watched his parents stab each other. Unable to look away He screamed out for them to stop but it was not enough. He had just come in to ask what was for dinner. What dose he get? blades going through their hearts, like knifes through butter, blood poring they fell to the ground in a lump. A thud as they hit the ground, no other noise other than Kurt's tears hitting the wooden floor boards Kurt fell to his knees sobbing. "mummy daddy why? " his voice softly echoed through the house, reminding him that Only he was there. with the family blade on his back. He was only 8 so he was to short to have the blade at his hip. He curled up tight sobbing quietly. What made him jump was his parents blood had made its way to him. He bolted onto his feet backing away and out the door, blood was on the souls of his shoes but he did not notice. As he made a trail away from what he had seen. He made his way to the porch of the family home, looking out to the savanna the sun was
Seril Death's last entryI am Seril Death
I am almost 15
I have been living in the negative zone my whole life, I know nothing beyond this white world.
I am a reaper, my Grandpa is Death himself, I love him, he is the only family I know. My parents...I don't know never met them.
I had my final test yesterday, slay 1000 souls without a mark on me and no magic. 47 minutes it took. Grandpa said it was the 2
nd fastest time, I wanted to show off more of my power. Grandpa says I am the fastest learner he has had. I was told to expect my mark later today. Although I don't know day and night. It's always the same here. I can't wait to get out of here, to be free of these two "keepers" they always follow me where ever I go. It's annoying. They never speak, 15 years and not a word. They act like parents but they look nothing like me. After the test I was given not one but two Whisper devastator scythes. Nothing spectacular about them, but they will never break...and they look awesome. I love the spikes along the staff
Deltres originHe stumbled out of the building his right arm badly wounded. Deltres was covered in blood, not just his own And breathing heavily. He had to get way from the burning village, was it still after him? He kept his left sword drawn encase he needed to fight again, it was more for show he could't fight any more, if it got Deltres again he was done for. All he could do was run Although
he could barely do that either. His father mother everyone he knew and loved gone, eaten by those monsters, He was still moving but he did't want to be. Deltres just wanted to lie down and die. he could't the promise he made his dad was drilling in his mind, pushing him forward. He stumbled cough and vomited his way out of danger.
After an hour of moving he collapsed in front of a tree he could not continue his body fails him it would not move, would not obey his commands so he lay there crying, covered in his home's blood. Crying for all he had lost.
He spent 2 days there. Tormented by nightmares when he slep
The future is set. (Leaguens story thing)it was dark, pitch black, it was unnatural how dark it was. no moon no stars just the black void that was the sky. the trees grew tall there leaves blocked out a majority of the sky, but Metalos dressed in his usual grey and white cloak, was not scared he continued walking deeper into the forest. the area was silent nothing moved no incests no animals nothing. it was unnaturally silent. a figure dressed in a badly torn blue cloak followed Metalos, no parts of his body could be seen his name is Zotac. followed behind Zotac is a man in his 40's. dressed in denim jeans and a deep black shirt with long selves. his brown hair matched his brown eyes and beard. his rifle and sword clanked together on his back as he walked. his name is Ghost. none of them made any sound other than their feet breaking the dried leaves on the forest floor. the passed into an opening that was slightly lit enough to see the surroundings in a small circle. two men stood waiting. one was the infamous Veaxin dressed