I look at myself. What have I become? A monster, my hands are shadowed, the humanity that they once held hidden by massive talons. My eyes glow red with an unholy light. My skin is pale as paper, and my hair is the color of ink. I can't stand up strait, and my jaw seems forced open by massive teeth. I am now, a monster to be slain.
*Finally, your true form. I've waited so long for them to see you like this.
This is not my true form, it is but a form. It is how they see me, how you see me.
*And now, they will help me slay you. Prepare to die demon!
Reaper glows with the power of the current active group, their soul fueling him. He strikes with aeromancy, aka, wind magic. The wind snaps my talons like glowsticks, breaking with a loud crack. He manipulates the wind to stab with with my own broken talons. I hold back a cry of pain.
I pull out one of the talons and throw it like a spear, stabbing Reaper in the heart.
*I stagger back, my vision fading. I almost hear something as blood oozes from my chest. A song. A song sung by a Tratior. A song that means nothing.
*So why am I crying?
*Not important right now. I'm about to die. My vision goes dark, the world goes cold.
It's over! You've lost!
I grab another talon and stab Reaper in the head, he falls dead. It's over. Reaper loses, you lose. Now to destroy his soul so no one ever hurts my brother again.
...
Wait, didn't he have Pestilice's soul? Oh, shit, I gotta kill him three times.
*I open my eyes, returning to life.
*Bwahahaha! You fool! I have waited to long to fail now!
Then let us continue.
I grab a talon and lunge...
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Ask The Story On The Board (Some Of My OCs)
FantasiSup? Name's Nathan, I'm the Narrator. Oh, I'm sorry, you must be confused. Let's rewind a little. I come from a world where we know we're in a story. You can see what's going on in my world in The Story on the Board: What's a "Fourth Wall?" and the...
