An Eminence? No, I am just a reaper (OC story)

Her name is Alpha -9

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Rose....

Rose Orianna...

Princess, child, victim....

The small girl had been many things, in such a short spam of time. A sad little thing to acknowledge, but one that was....all too common. Here and in any world that he had dared to touch.

Children were weak. They were gullible, and they made good targets for those with malice in their hearts and even more foul intentions. A princess who had lived her life under the walls of luxury and ignorance would not have been any different.

And yet, the girl behaved just as much as he had expected her to do if one were to ignore everything that had laid the steps to their eventual meeting, perhaps even better than his preconception of herself.

Timid at times, but not too much to be pushed around. Calm yet not stoic like a rock, expressive but not overly the top as-well as polite and well mannered yet that did not stop her from speaking with no barrier to stop her but the brief reminder of her status or when she became self aware of how she was taking over their conversation. Now that he realized..., that last aspect of her was perhaps the most vocal of them all, no pun intended.

She was annoying with her soft, delicate sound of her voice when it left through her lips.

She was overbearing with her endless questions and banal conversations..., finding it easy to become stranded in her thoughts when coming across something that cought her attention. Be it the buildings of the village, his companion or himself..

But even though she was those things, she was....better than most children would be at her age and given upbringing. The stain of those events that should have left a profound mark on her surprising him by their lack of presence in her mind and soul.

All those things reminded him that he was not really used to deal with these sort of situations. Which is why he had believed his elven companion could have aided him in such regard. At least...he believed she would have been able to handle it far better than him with the fact that both of them shared similar ages.

An idea that had been reinforced inside his mind when taking into consideration that Rose would be far more amiable and comfortable in the presence of someone of the same gender, instead of the same sex her kidnappers had been. A logical assumption that had no draw backs or flaws...

That way someone else could deal with the emotional baggage that was Rose..., perhaps find some common ground and bond with one another while he tried to figure out a way to understand why was she a bearer of Auroras blood while also not showing sings of corruption.

After all, if the girl he had rescued was nothing but a mass of rotten flesh what was stopping that same fate to take place in Roses own flesh...?

Was it the mana circuits inside them?

Was if a difference brought by the difference of their species?

Was it because Auroras blood was more diluted, with the elfs living longer lifespans making the amount of direct descendants from the witch of calamity be higther than those of a human bloodline..?

Or was it all of the above..?

He was sure that he would find the answer to it soon enough. Sadly, such plans had failed so spectacularly before they could even hatch that he had still problem grasping the reason behind it.