Blade of Darkness

Return to Ooo Part 1

Five Years Later

Glob I hate coming to this place. There's always someone who needs to die. It doesn't help that there's too many people here. I can't go anywhere without attracting attention to myself. Everyone always gawks and points. I get that I'm Death, and that's cool and all, but we all jobs to do. I do mine so this world can function, and they need to do theirs. Usually I dispatch souls swiftly and without pain because despite my reputation, I have to have some empathy. I'm guessing I'll have to go end some grandparent's life in front of their family. It's always old people because they have the most will to live.

I was not expecting what I saw today. Normally Ooo is very peaceful. I haven't been here in a few years because souls were coming without a hitch, maybe a little earlier than they were supposed to. I don't mind when a soul comes, as long as it isn't late. I was not expecting to be greeted to a landscape burnt black. Normally, I come by the grasslands next to a large treehouse. Nothing remains of the treehouse. There isn't even a mark on the landscape that it existed. I guess it burned down with the rest of the grasslands. 

I started to walk along the landscape. The ashy ground crunches beneath each of my steps. The blackened landscape stretches past anywhere I can see. There's no foliage or greenery, just ashen destruction. Who could have done all of this? Not like I care, I can't meddle with mortals, but this is concerning. Perhaps this is why I've been getting souls early. Someone has been hard at work. Let's see why I'm even up here.

I looked down to my soul shard. It's not really a soul shard because no embodiment of Death has a soul. It's my attachment to Hell, that's all I need for transportation and assignments. I've always wondered who or what decides people's fates. Whether it's attached to their soul for their specific time to die, or whether some omnipresent being watches and decides our fates. Either way, it's not my place to question, it is my place to carry out that will. Looks like a young soul this time. A girl who is holding on with a will of iron. She was supposed to die a day ago, time for me to go set fate right. 

Looks like she's hiding around the Fire Kingdom. Time to go looking. That's the only problem with this job, is that I have to go find people. I also don't get any information. I get age, gender, and location. I guess that's all you need to easily dispatch a soul, but more information could be helpful. Who am I though to change the system? I have the most power in Hell, yet I don't know how to change shit. What a time to exist.

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The fire kingdom looks just like the rest of Ooo. It's just barren and burnt everywhere. There's blue flames dotting the landscape along with rubble of buildings. This doesn't seem like a task done overnight, this is a conquest of destruction. Someone has an agenda, and as much as I'd want to stop it, I really don't care at all. I have a job to do, and frankly, I could care less about the problems all these pitiful mortals have. They are temporary, but I am a permanent spot in the circle of  life, so life goes on without me.

It seems like her life force is coming from some rubble over here. It looks like a popular zone as well. There's more rubble around here than other places. It seems like this was a small town of some sort. Lets' see here... oh look, she's probably under some rubble, surprising...

Let's just get this over with. I'll just dig for her body, then snap her neck, simple. Then I can go back home and continue my existence in peace. Even though Hell's a great place to torture souls, the first dead world is the most tame. Everyone is nearly at peace and not even fazed by whatever I throw at them. I do, however, like to travel down at see all the other souls in turmoil. Regardless, I just want to get this over with.

I started to dig through the rubble. I kept throwing piece after piece and chunk after chunk until I discovered a bit of a cavern. There was twisted iron along with the rest of the building. It seems like this was a prison. Looks like she's the only living thing in this area for a while. All I've seen is charred bones at most. Well, it's a shame she's got to die, she's really holding on. Perhaps it's because she's a singularity.