The Reaper's reawakening (Solo)

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_____Finding the perfect place to train her body to re-handle Reaper magic had proved to be a rather tricky task. The black skinned bindings that held the dark magic's fundamentals slung over her shoulder by red chains as she walked around the small village so far the place seemed a good fit, she could not sense another mage within the area and most people seemed to very much enjoy the peace and quiet the place had to offer. Something the reaper would not allow.

_____Picking herself a dry spot near the small fountain that rested in the center of the city she could not help a small cackle as she looked backwards to the stone angel that she sat beneath. The reaper was an angel themselves, although not the type most would like watching over them. Hands pulling the chain around her as she began unbinding the case to reveal the grey casing around black pages. She already knew the magic very well, however having lost her ability to use it since her slumber she needed the grimoire to help kick start the magic again.

_____The woman stood out like a sore thumb most places she went as she casually flipped the pages of the dark book and matched a few of the old symbols with her free hand as she caught sight of a few kids playing nearby. The adults seemed to glance over at the woman who tried to look peaceful for the time being, but chuckling lightly as they called the kids over to whisper to them to likely stay away from the grey skinned woman with a black book. Or maybe it was the fact she had a large scythe made from bone, flesh, onyx, and obsidian resting at her side.

_____It was perfectly fine with the woman as she flipped the pages and began feeling her hand symbols starting to hold some magic strength to them. The sickening twist in her own stomach was a welcome sign she was starting to get a grip on things as she causally looked to the parent with their two children and moved the book to hide her hand as she started to wave a few symbols. Growling slightly as her magic seemed to have no effect as the reaper grumbled and resumed reading.

"Your in my spot."

_____The young, and rather bold voice broke the focus on the woman as she looked over to the source seeing a child in rags pointing at her. A slow hand to the scythe as the child did not seem slightly bothered by the threat and looked set about getting the spot from the woman. Grumbling to herself as some of the adults took notice to her action and looked ready to get the men. Waving her hand to shoo the child as she resumed her reading. What set sour was when the child actually kicked her leg drawing the woman to move the book from focus and glare down at the young child.

"Child... run along before you find out why the adults told others to AVOID me.~" - "You won't do nothing lady, moment you try they will go get people to stop you so M O V E hag."

_____A vein busting on her forehead under her hair as it shifted. This kid had a serious death wish as Alexandra looked ready to punt the child before she bothered to take more notice to them. She could not tell the gender, nor did she seem to care for much outside how they looked like she once did before her majesty had took her in. The resemblance eased some of her anger as she clicked her tongue and further broke from her study to speak with the annoying runt as they tried to kick her again.

"You have no family do you... likely pushed the others away when they tried to help you... Tell me... do you know about magic?~" - "Don't... CARE my SPOT MOVE!"

_____This time Alexandra moving her arm to pull the child off the ground and tossing them into the fountain under the angel as she rose, the adults moving forward and urging the kids to back away as she looked over her shoulder to the child and then back to her book as she started to wave some more symbols as she moved forward to make sure the child would not be caught directly in the crossfire having taken a fondness to the boldness that matched her own. Grey smoke trailing from her hair as her second magic seal started to wither.

"Oh please, you maggots think you can do anything to stop me from harming a child?~"

_____Alexandra's hand moving as a black circle began flickering in her hand before a set of chains lashed to slash the back of one of the children behind the adults cutting them as she recoiled the chains and smiled. Temper was something one should watch, the simple lesson would be the likely mother's downfall as she rushed to the child's aid and Alexandra lashed the chain again wrapping her neck and dragging her away is it cut into it. watching others approach she clicked her tongue and made the chain vanish as she flipped the pages looking for a better magic for group control and slaughter.

Chaos' Vessel

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_____Finding just the spell as she began waving her hand and feeling the magic starting to churn within her skin as her hand flickered darker hues and she simply smiled stepping to the right and replacing her book with her scythe as the weapon resonated with the magic and all the woman could do was smile as the last bit of her seal started to vanish and she felt the magic leak out. as black smoke licked the air around her and her hair began to glow red as she chuckled.

"So much raw power to use... I think... You will die first.~"

_____Her dress shifting back to the original form of a hooded robe as she looked very much like her magic name suggested, A grim reaper. Scythe spinning into position as she lashed the air before her towards the fastest adult present as the vile green magic ripped the air and cleaved the figure cleanly in two as she started to chuckle. Spinning her scythe as she looked to the now panicked moral of the others as she took a step forward reaching her darkened hand outward. Glee in her face as their noses began to bleed.

"Allow me to guide your poor misguided souls to Her majesty.~ I assure you the child... is in good hands.~"

_____Hand slamming the base of her scythe into the ground as she knelt beside it, slowly knowingly, excitingly anticipating the screams of horror as the eye on the weapon opened granting those that looked to the woman with the sight of the one she served. Alexandra herself was not allowed to see it, but she could still recall the long silk of white hair, the purple dress, the glowing skin that revealed her bones beneath. How she wanted to look up, to see the dread and death, but the servant never gazed up to the hand they served without order.

_____As the screaming stopped, and silence fell over the area outside the sobbing of a child Alexandra would lift her weapon and the eye would seal once more as the reaper rose to bask in the work of her majesty. Parents and the children they tried to protect from the vision of death and chaos all laid dead around her. Some looked to have simply died quickly, while others coughing up blood and their eyes bleeding. Some seemed to even get graced by her majesty's touch, the remains almost making the woman stop and look more if not for the crying child in the fountain.

_____Moving to see the kid cowering at the base of the angel the woman could only scoff at the sight. She tried to fight her majesty after watching the woman murder most the people she knew, but this kid proved they clearly had been nothing alike and her magic would no doubt rip them to shreds. The idea of that being ideal punishment for kicking her was a welcome thought as she reached her hand out and it glowed with black flames. The kid would scream out in pain for a few moments before they fell silent.

"Carry my book servant, and follow. I'll be sure to kill you later for what you did." - "Y...Yes... master..."

_____Alexandra would move her hand as she looked at the void gaze of the child who walked to collect the book and began to follow her. She could hear the approach of other adults as she waved for the child to stop and she advanced more. She was starting to recall the spells she once used what felt like eons ago as she gazed past the group of people and set the scythe onto her back while raising her arms outward. A twisted smile as her head tipped.

"Come, embrace the coldness of death, seek the Grim reaper and she will come for your soul.~" - The slaughter resuming once more.

Chaos' Vessel

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_____Her magic flaring outward as she moved to adjusted her frame to charge forward. She would not cheat and use her scythe or effects of her robe, there truly felt no point with how weak a sign of magic she felt from the figures. Chuckling with amusement as she got within range and black smoke rushed out around her as both groups aimed for the other.

_____Those that remained of village's fighting able bodies did not seem like very much even
a bother to the woman as she pushed forward towards them rushing in. Some dropping dead as eyes glassed over, others coughing up blood the closer she got, and very few managing to reach a few feet of her with only a bloody nose as the woman chuckled and waved her hand. Shadows pulling from her own as grey wraiths screeched and began hunting down the prone and still standing 'threats'. To be honest she could have likely left it only to the death smoke she released, but watching them scream in terror and pain as the wraiths attack was far more entertaining.

_____Her hand waving a few quick symbols as a red circle coated the ground below the smoke and drained the life from them even more as the woman just casually waved her free hand for the servant child to follow once again at the edge of her effects. The reaper's approach was stopped when she could sense someone with magic ahead, although smaller then that of her own it was enough they could prove an annoyance if she left it only to her weak culling techniques of the magic. Hands already prepping the magic she needed and casting the moment she had a clear line of sight on the male.

_____The red rope tightening around his throat as she formed magic circles at her hands to spawn her chains to begin lashing the dangling figure while laughing. Her magic was designed for the simple fact to kill, and to do it with the up most brutality as the noose faded and the body fell limp at her feet and she walked over it and stopped her magic. The trail of death left in her wake as she smiled. The grim reaper was back, and her majesty got a small feast and more souls to keep her company until Alexandra herself could.

_____Some time would pass before returning to her carriage as she leaned back looking at the enslaved child. Right hand lifting and snapping as the spell that held them released and the crying resumed. An annoyed glare as she ripped the book from his hands and black smoke began to coil around her in a very faint amount. Crying turned to coughing, then into the hacking of lungs as the kid started to cough blood and fell to the floor of the carriage. A casual hand to the door as she opened it and kicked the body out of the moving cart and sealed it.

"You had been right, that was better a death then what would have happen voices.~" A casual chuckle as the reaper spoke to the voices in her head as they chattered about the suffering of the child and how the body must look after getting caught under the wheel and the tumbling.

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