As all feelings were removed from her but one, Hatred. She had no taste but for souls and she was immortal with nothing that could kill her but the Demon Sword or The Grim Reapers Scythe. As years went by of her gathering endless souls on count many people also crippled in front of her, But that did not matter because she had what she wanted and she could not wish for no more. But one day as she walked she met a boy with white hair running across the street. She starred at the boy as he ran then without thought she thought she would follow him. Her nose caught the scent of his soul, It was different not the kind she would like, but what was it? As years went by she learned that he was a weapon, a human who could take on the form of a weapon as easily as she could switch between her real form. But she also learned in order for him to become a death scythe he needed 99 demon souls which would worry her because she didn't want him to betray her. She also lived with them for now in a apartment in Death City with what she knows now as Soul's partner Maka. She was now happy with her life through she never told her past story.
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Okay guys umm O_O I might write more otherwise I ran out of ideas, Did you enjoy it? :O
