"So. Do you have any Ideas on what to do now Beast abuser?
Got any plans for the weekend?"
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"Come on. Do not ignore me. And why are you focusing so hard on you dead pet like that? Talk about creepy."
"It is not dead."
"But it will be soon. It is a miracle that it is still breathing."
"Has someone ever told you just HOW annoying you are!?"
"Yes."
"WHY DO YOU LOOK PROUND ABOUT THAT!?"
"Ahhhh. Never mind. So what do you think will happen after it dies?"
"Hmmm. Good question. It could turn into a soul? Wait. That could help us to understand better what exactly happened to us!"
"Exactly. But I must say. It still hurts me seeing it suffer like that."
"Hey. Do not stare at me like that. It is also your fault that this happened. But sorry for that. But I am also suffering. My glorious spear will soon disappear from the face of the world forever! It was a heritage passed down in my family for generations!"
"Are you seriously comparing the loss of your stick with the loss of my companion who I hatched and trained for decades!?"
"Stick!!!"
"Ahhrr. Forget it. Just look."
As both of them focus on the Beast it slowly closes it eyes and takes its last breath. Closely afterwards they see that something is floathing out of the body. It is a shimmering white-blueish kind of ball. But soon afterward it begins to shine so strong that it blinds both of them. They can only see the ball expand suddenly at a rapid speed. After that the beast stands besides them. But it reminds them more of the soldiers surrounding them than themselfes. As it seems as it has no longer a mind of its own.
"Hey is it just me or is your best staring at us? I do not know why but it looks kinda hungry."
"I know him more than anyone else on this world. It does not just look hungry. It is hungry! Question. Can you fight in your current situation?"
"Emmm. Not realy. I tried to take my spear but I could not even touch it. It just went through my hand. And I do not think that my fists are enough to take care of him sadly. You?"
"Is that a serious question? My weapon just turned against me! So what should we do now?"
RAAAAAAAAAAWWWWW
"RUN!"
"Where? We are surrounded!"
"We can still run in the circle."
"Do you realy expact me to just run in a circle?!"
"If you have a better idea just say it!"
"Run faster!"
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While they were trying not to get eaten alive. Something else was happening in one corner of the battlefield. Something more sinister. Something that they had no idea about and could do nothing to stop it. Even if they had known about it.
As a lot of people have died a brutal death the area was crouded with vengeful spirits. And they were full of anger and hate. Wanting to get revenge but also salvation. They no longer want to suffer. Normaly there would be two possibilities for those spirits. Stay still and do nothing till they grow so weak that they will collabse into nothingness. The other option was to kill other spirits and absorb them to get stronger or get eaten by other spirits. By getting stronger they would also slowly regain their lost memories and transform into higter live forms like ghosts or ghules and once again interact with the world they were once part of. Just that by then their mind would be twisted and more moster like than humen like.
But on that day neither of those two things would happen. As something else was happening. All the energies that were still lingering in the air like the mana from the mages, different skills from the warriors, energies from weapons like the spear or from the beast that would normaly disappear into nothingness were instead gathering in one place and were somehow fusing with the death energy as it´s main component. But then the sphere in which the enerys where gathering suddenly split into two. But it was not destabilizing but getting stronger and bigger as time goes by. It looks like those two parts are still connected in some way although they are clearly separated. They seem as if they are like two sides of a coin. Separated but still part of each other. They take comfort in each other and strenghten each other that way beyond all odds. As time goes by the spheres do not just grow bigger but also begin to change their form.
Both of them begin to form into a cocon. And inside them is something with a humen like appearance. One head. Two arms and two legs each. The one on the right was a little bit smaller and was somehow more pleasant to look at. But its tranformation was not finished yet. Its right hand began to change form one more time as it now reminds one more of a sword than an arm. And its color also began to change even so slighty. It was pure black before. But now you can also see some dark blue dots on it. It also had something what reminds one of a face as it had two eyes, one nose and a mouth. But even with all of this you were still unable to tell its gender.
One the other hand the left one was bigger. And had some dark blood red marks on it. And its arms did not tranform into a sword. Instead it looked like it was wearing some kind of gloves with spikes on it. Its aura and appearance also appeared more sinisted.
"Hey Sis."
"Yes Bro?"
"Who am I? And Who are you? And why do I feel like you are a part of me and at the same time somehow not?"
"I can not tell you Brother as I do not know."
Unknown to the world. Two death spirits were born on this day that would sooner or later be known as Grimm Reapers. One that was kind and would help spirits who were ready to embrace death. They would reach the other realm with one fast slash of her rapier.
And the other one who was full of energy and a battle maniac that would fight every spirit which would resist death. Only to find it sooner.
But that would be a story for another day.