-There is wisdom in death-
"Speech"
'Thought'
"Malthael Talking"
"SPELL"
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Alice
Pandemonium Fortress
5th Level - Guest Room 1
Her head hurt.
It really hurt.
Groaning, Alice slowly opened her eyes, a soft dim light making its way into her eyes as she attempted to make sense of her surroundings.
She was laying on a bed, which she noted was rather comfortable, but was also laying on the blankets of said bed, which had a ghostly green design to them. The bed itself had an intricate design but wasn't as 'flashy' or large as the beds used by the nobles.
The room itself was rather barren, with stone-bricked walls which were pale in appearance, and no windows to speak of. There was a double wooden closet nearby and a wooden bench with two chairs...
"So, you're finally awake."
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MALTHAEL
Pandemonium Fortress
5th Level - Guest Room 1
"So, You're Finally Awake"
As Malthael watched, the girl's eyes widened to roughly the size of dinner plates, and she immediately scrambled back and away from him.
He felt slight irritation at her messing up and ruining the bed that had remained so perfectly clean for 3 years, since he first created all of the Guest rooms for Pandemonium, but he supposed that was foul play. He didn't really make all of the bed's himself, just copy and pasted the design basically.
"Who... Who are you?" The girl asked after a moment's hesitation, which Malthael hoped was her remembering that he saved her life. However as his mind reflected on that, his eyes abruptly widened.
'I... I killed people... Dozens of them... I didn't even hesitate!'
As he recalled his blades rendering the flesh of the soldiers, and his spells impaling them, he was horrified to realize that he felt no regret, no lingering pain or emotion, nothing.
'I know killing isn't right, logically. And I know I should be feeling regret. But I'm not? If so, why aren't I worried? I don't want to turn into a Mass Murderer.'
Realizing, after a moment, that the Girl was still looking at him, and looking increasingly uncomfortable, he managed to file away that revelation and issue for later. In favor of learning who this girl was, and what the world he was in was. So standing up, he spoke.
"My name is Malthael. And I am the Angel of Death" As he announced his title, he spread his phantom wings out behind him to their full width.
The Girl's reaction was... less than optimal.
"YOU'RE DEATH?!" The girl screamed in panic as she clutched her head with bulging, panicking eyes, completely ruining any air of dignity she had earlier. "But that can only mean.... I'M DEAD!"
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Overlord: Reaper of Souls
FanfictionWhenever there are Guilds, there are those who walk alone. They can be fools, loners, outcasts, or criminals. But there are also those, who choose to walk alone. In the world of YGGDRASIL, there were few who were as famous as the Reaper of Souls, Ma...
