Ask The Story On The Board (Some Of My OCs)

*Post: Vs Edgar Finale

*Time to die you bastard!

Reaper lunges at me. I can't beat him, not like this. I call out for help. I didn't want him to get involved, but... no. No, Gen won't get hurt again. I can do this myself. I MUST do this myself. Nobody is gonna hurt my brother.

I use magic to rewrite my talons back onto my hands and swipe at Reaper. He slices at my arm with his scythe, but I parry and counter with writing magic, spraying Reaper with magical ink, burning his flesh, sapping his strength.

*I hear the voice again. I recall something. The Traitor, she struck first. She betrayed my trust. As I said, I remember only her betrayal. She said my name during that conversation, and now that I think about it...

*It seems I've forgotten my name as well.

*No, I haven't. It is Author Slayer.

Reaper lunges at me once more, standing despite my strikes. He glares at me, not with rage, but with confusion and fear. A deep sadness lies in his eyes.

Reaper, do you even know why you have to kill me?

*I...

You don't remember, do you?

*I have to because you... uhhhh... well shit.

Bwahahaha! Oh my God! This is too good! You really forgot! Bwahahaha!

*Stop laughing!

*I start crying for no reason again, something I forgot lingers in the voice I hear. It's a song. I try to ignore it, but I can't seem to block it out. I lose my will to fight.

Reaper falls to his knees, crying. This is it, just gonna break his soul and everything's fixed!... oh, wait, I'll have to work out a deal with I.T., but still, he's gonna be erased.

"Bro wait!" A voice stops me.

Gen? What at you doing? I have the physical form right now.

"I won't let you erase our most popular creation," Gen explains, "they want him alive."

He'll kill us!

"If it's what they want," Gen reminds, "they'll get death. Until then, let me take it from here. After all, Nathan still thinks I'm the real author. I wanna keep that up a little longer. Give me the physical form and your font."

"Fine," Edgar sighs, "here's the font. Be careful bro."

Thanks Edgar. I will.

Hello second group! It's me, Gen3king... you hate me, don't you? Eh, we'll address that later. For now, I'm gonna help out this genocidal maniac you love so much.

Reaper, let's make a deal. You have forgotten your old life, so why not make a new one?

*I look up, my curiosity piqued.

*Go on...

Give me your spare souls, live in this world, and when you can remember why I must die, I will return the souls to you and face you with honor. So what do you say?

I extend my arm, preparing for a handshake.

Wanna a fresh start in a new world?

*New world, New souls, more power. I'm down for that, after all, these two stick to their word, they have honor.

*Deal.

*I shake Gen's hand.

I'll be dropping you off in the capital in the dead center of the world. Enjoy your new life.

*Enjoy what little time you have left, cause as soon as I remember, it's over.

Very well. Oh, one thing, the characters here, they're my freinds, so don't open with, "I'm gonna fucking kill Gen!"

*But I am the Author Slayer.

Make something up. Good luck.

I take a soul manipulating knife and take Reaper's stolen souls. With a snap of my fingers he is gone.

In book three the real fun can begin...

If we make it that far. Book two may still be screwed. So, if you guys can, try to save the world in that book. See you earlier! (Cause, yknow, it takes place before this.)

Reaper's story will continue...

Someday...