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shipping-stark

Hannah fell from the portal onto the floor of the Death's palace. She looked exhausted and carefully sat up breathing a sigh of relief stayed like that for a long time unaware of anyone in the room. 

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@DEATHDOINGS 
            
            "Why, yes, I do. I'm Alastair Ath'tethaun; The Primordial God of Darkness, Magic, Souls, & Death. You must be the Grim Reaper, yes?"
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@DEATHDOINGS 
            
            "My intentions? Well... Protect the Omniverse at all costs, teach young reapers how to properly use magic, keep the fundamental forces in check, and keep souls safe from harm."
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metalfangs-

Death carefully approached his father, seeing him working at the cauldron. He wordlessly handed him an ingredient he was reaching for before looking at him. “Dad...was...was I your son before I was changed?”

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            Death nodded as he stood with him, staring into the purple smoke. Showing Alastair one of his eyes was going white in the iris. “I’m sorry...that I wasn’t strong enough to push back against them.” He mumbled as he watched his father. His proper memories of his happy life before eternity clear as his mind became his own again. “I’m sorry...that I forgot you. It must have killed you to look into my eyes...and see a stranger.”
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@rebelreaper 
            
            Alastair took the ingredient and put it in the cauldron, making it poof some purple smoke. Upon hearing his question, he looked towards Death and tilted his head a bit. "You were always my son," he told him, "since you came out of the womb, you have been my son."
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Scarred-Assassin

“So, I have a problem, it has to do with magic, a little girl’s magic, is there any possible way you could help me?” The brunette asked “I honestly don’t know how to fix this one” 

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@primordialmagic- 
            
            “The kid kills everything she touches without even meaning to” she said, “we’ve tried everything and it doesn’t stop, she’s terrified. I need help” 
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@Scarred-Assassin 
            
            Alastair, who was busy mixing potions, turned away from his cauldron and listened to what she had to say. "What sort of spell is it?" He asked her, "Dark magic? Light magic? Neutral magic? Creation magic? Destruction magic?"
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