Cutting the Strings

Old Faces?

AuNotes: Been a second since I updated this story huh? While it's time to get back to it, so thanks for reading.

Thoughts 'Yo'

Speaking "Yo"

Me Yo

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(Unknown Time)

"Chosen Undead does thou know one's purpose in the world?" a woman's called out, almost a whisper as the icy winds hollowed around. The Undead never turned to woman instead choosing to look over ruined land, and the never ending snow but answered "To battle Gwyn, and link the fire" he said simply.

"Is that your choice Undead?" the woman questioned "Or are you following a path that was placed in front of you." The Undead said nothing for a moment just letting the silents linger as he thought for a moment.

"Does it really matter? Destiny has set my upon this path, and I shall see it though." The Chosen stated.

"................................"

"Very well if that what choose to do, but I'll I give you a place here if you ever want to stay here with us." the woman offered "The world can be truly cruel to those it wants to castaway, and you seen enough of the world to know that truth."

"That may be hold truth, but I'll rather die than stop even if death has no true meaning".

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(Present)

Wander open his eyes to the gray ceiling of his room 'Huh haven't thought her in quite a while' the Chosen seat up looking over his empty darken room the only light source is a slight gently glow from the window form the morning light. 'Still early huh' Wander thought. Getting out bed Wander decided it was best to check over he's equipment since he had time to himself.

Laying he's supplies around him Wander began sorting through with a frown upon his face 'Why don't I have anything' he was missing quite a few items. He's keys that he collected over his journey, herbs, magical tools pretty much everything else all he had was a few bombs and, some throwing knives "Even the damn Bottomless bag!" Wander cursed. Which had all of his separate armament and magical craft alike making him have to ask "The Hell did all go!?" he had it before battling.......Gwyn.

Then he burned himself in the first flame along with.........everything else.

'Shit' well that wasn't fare not like he thought he was going to leave after, but he worked hard gathering everything. Weapons of legends, armors of the past, and catalyst of great sorcerers, but now he felt a little cheated 'Really is a clean start huh' Wander couldn't help but chuckle a little at the irony, but if he could find things before he could do it again. He could make a Catalyst for himself though, it would open his limited arsenal if he could use spells again. Learning from Big Hat Logan had proven useful showing him that making one can be difficult but with the right resources and knowledge it could be done.

"Lady Ruby did say she would show me the blacksmith workshop" and if he could get some supplies he could make his own. Look over back to the window it was much brighter now so it time for him to ready himself 'I'm actually curious to see what surprise are next today'.

After collecting what little he had Wander ready himself for the witch to appear.

*Knock Knock*

'Speaking of that's most likely her' putting on his helmet Wander walked over to the door and opening it. Unsurprising Goodwitch was at the door looking just as unhappy to the Chosen as he was her, but the red hooded girl next to her was a surprises. "Lady Ruby? Why are you here?" Wander questioned.