Lifetime

Epoch

Epoch (n) -

A particular period of time in history or a person's life.

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Nervia couldn't feel anything at that moment. She felt as though her soul had left her body and was now looking at the scene before her through someone else's eyes. She knew that she should feel the wind rushing past her and Isaac as they both fell, she knew that she should hear an overwhelming amount of static from his soul, she knew that she should feel Isaac grabbing on to her and shield her from the oncoming attack from that 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, and she knew she should feel the blades of it's hands as it pierced through Isaac's body and dragged its claws through him cutting her in the process. 

But she didn't. And feeling only returned to her when Isaac apologized as they closed in on the ground and she screamed. She screamed until she made contact with the ground and her own back practically shattered. 

She lay still then waiting for death as the kishin hovered over her and Isaac sniffing and smelling it's next meal. She didn't move and she didn't try to fight it as it took Isaac's pale blue soul in it's hands and licked it a few times as if to taunt her before eating the soul in one bite. She didn't move, she couldn't, so she just accepted it. There was nothing she could do now she truely couldn't feel anything anymore, and it was better that way. She wouldn't scream as the Kishin dug it's claws into her chest to pull out her soul and she wouldn't feel it anyway. So what was the point. She wasn't going to fight Death, that wasn't her choice anyway. But as fate would have it a witch decided that she governed a thing as powerful as death.

A vine had wrapped itself around the kishin and restrained it. A woman with dark skin and light green hair stepped into the alleyway her deep red eyes glimmered in the faint moonlight. She waved her hand upwards and another vine shot out from the ground crushing the kishin that had been fighting oh so hard. When the vines creeped back into the ground a single soul was left which illuminated the alleyway and tinted it red.

The woman quickly walked over to Nervia and knelt by her side. "Quite the predicament isn't it?" She asked. Nervia layed there silently. There want anything else she could do except lay there. The woman sighed and placed her hands over the girl her hands glowing a beautiful and vibrant golden color that soon engulfed Nervia's whole body. Soon Nervia began to feel again and she was about to scream in agony from the pain coursing through her body but something stoped her. A vine was now covering her mouth and she was in to much pain to try to fight back. The witch shushed Nervia's muffled screama and leaned over her. "I can't heal you all at once and especially not here. We don't have enough time so you'll have to forgive me for this," the witch said before Nervia's vission went black.