♠♠Undying♠♠ (Noblesse Fanfic)

Chapter 1= A Certain Island

Hey! whoever is reading this! I just want to say in advance that, I'm sorry for the wrong grammar and spelling. But I hope you can comment and make a discriptive but nice feedback on how I write and kindly point out my mistakes ^_^ . Thank you!

And I DO NOT OWN NOBLESSE! 

By the way, Azuras picture is right here ----------->

She looks like that except she has black hair and metallic blue eyes.

Back to the story! xD

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Chapter  1- A certain Island

Blood. It was splattered everywhere. The once beautiful gold paint was changed into pure red blood. The huge mansion that greedy people would like to live in turned into a mass murderer’s house. The luxurious humans dressed in fancy gowns and suits lay in every inch of the house in their own bloody mess.

Dead.

That’s what we call a blood chilling massacre. I’m not disturbed in a teeny weeny bit though. Perhaps you must be wondering why I am I here and what in the heaven am I doing?

Well, it’s because I will collect the souls of these unfortunate humans.

No kidding.

Troublesome isn’t it?

I’m pretty sure you have figured out that I am a Death God. Right?

To have some friendly chat then I will introduce myself. My name is Azura. I have lived for thousands of years and I have short black hair (that is tied back in a half ponytail) and metallic blue eyes. I’m pretty boyish so I wear a baggy black pants, ankle length converse, plain white shirt and a short sleeve black hoodie that was zipped half closed.

I know. Modern right?

I also have a tattoo on my upper left arm. Just imagine the stem of a rose full of thorns wrapped around my arm.

As for what I can do…

You’ll find out later.

Ehem. Since my introduction is over. Let’s proceed to the story. Shall we?

So, as I was saying. I am doing my job and collecting the poor unlucky souls that went to the ballroom of some filthy rich Viscount.

I sighed and looked at the woman I am currently listing as MURDERED in my black Death Book. Her profile and background appearing magically at the once blank white paper.

Whoever did this is a total psychopath. The brown haired woman doesn’t look like a woman anymore. She looked like a rabid dog has bit her to pieces. It was disgusting. Really.

I sighed for the umpteenth time after I have listed the last soul. I closed my book and made it disappear in a black smoke.

“I should go already. I can’t take this bloody mess anymore” I muttered and transported myself at the entrance of the mansion. I looked back one last time before closing the door and walking away.

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“Finally! Fresh air!” I exclaimed from the busy streets of London while waving my arms in the air and sniffing like a dog. Normally, people would look strangely at you and point you out.