Healing Blitzo

The Anima Ambulare

AN: Oh I've been waiting to do this one. Alright before we begin I would like to remind everyone that I came up with this entire series and backstory for Blitzo BEFORE episode 2 of Season 1 came out. So obviously there is going to be a LOT of canon derailment. Not that this series hasn't done that lol. Also, Fizzarolli wasn't originally in this backstory I had planned out since the character didn't exist at the time, but I was able to find a way to get him inside with a few quick adjustments.

But regardless please give your thoughts on the flashbacks as I am very interested in learning what you thought of them and what you are hoping to see more of in the future.

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The first thing that Blitzo did when he fully opened his eyes was scream. Mainly because he was falling into a pit of darkness where a very solid bottom waited for him at the end.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Blitzo shouted in terror to the point he nearly wet his pants. He closed his eyes just as he was a few feet from impact until something grabbed his pants and jerked him back up. Feeling himself hanging from his belt, he slowly opened his eyes and saw that he was floating in the air. Turning his head up, he saw a sweating and sheepish Rachimel holding him. Needless to say, Blitzo was not pleased. "WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"Sorry! Sorry! Forgot you didn't have wings! I tested this with other Angels when I learned it! Forgot not all demons can fly! So sorry!" Rachimel apologized as he floated downward and let Blitzo land on his two feet.

Catching his breath, Blitzo took a few gasps of air before growling at the angel. "Great start, Doc! Thanks for nearly killing me!"

"You wouldn't have died," Rachimel pointed out as he landed next to Blitzo with a nervous smile. "Nothing in your soul cankill you unless you want it to. You would have just woken up with the mother of all headaches."

Blitzo was about to yell again until he took in the sight of where he was. "This...This is my soul?"

Blitzo's eyes widened as he looked around and thought he was in space. His soul was as pitch black as night in all directions, with whisps of red and purple aurora mixing around like cosmic gasses in a nebula. Shiny orbs of various colors floated around and moved in multiple directions like satellites or stars in endless motion. Their platform was made of pure gray stone and extended into various pathways deeper into the darkness. I have to admit, I wasn't expecting my soul to look like this.

"Yup! It's not that different compared to how most souls look inside," Rachimel said with a relieved smile as he looked around. "So far, everything seems to be good. We actually got into your center quite easier than I expected. Stable platform. Access to memories. Your inner consciousness is wide and empty-"

"Is that a joke about me being stupid?" Blitzo demanded.

"No, it just means that there is a lot to work with. If your soul was crowded, that would be because of other factors, but they're not important right now," Rachimel answered before clapping his hands. "So, any questions so far?"

"Yeah, is it always going to look like this? 'Cause nothing seems to be wrong at the moment with my soul," Blitzo replied as he spread his arm around. Things seemed peaceful for the most part.

"Yes, this is how most souls look like. Only the truest masters of themselves can manipulate their souls to look different like a castle, a library, or something else," Rachimel answered. "Such a skill takes hundreds if not thousands of years to do. But all you have to do is focus on summoning your memories."