Wraithblade6

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Death pulls back briefly, shifts his scyth into one arm, then throws the clone out of the way with the other.

Eclipse rises up and tries to reason with him. "No wait! Things have changed. Don't!" He barely manages to pull his sword and block one attack.

The horrid angel spins and impales Eclipse to the ground, blood pours onto the floor beneath him. Remorseless, Death reaches over him, tearing out his soul.

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Eclipse stares in disbelief. A tear breaks from his yes and he gasps... breaks into a smile and laughter. He places his hands against the glass. He could sense truth. His blood had saved these children. The color begins to return to his flesh, and he looks more alive and real than ever. Collapsing in joy to his knees he lifts his arms. "Praise the goddess, holy and glorious Iomedae! Thank you! Thank you. You have saved me." The angel wraps his arms around the clone and kisses him on the cheek. "Bless you friend. I belong to her once again. My gratitude and loyalty, forever! I swear it."

Just at that moment, the lights darken and time seems to freeze. The sound of shattering glass breaks the sudden silence, as the very space explodes into fragments of itself, revealing a black portal. Night itself enters the room, black feathers falling to the floor. Skeletal hands raise a scyth. Without hesitation, Death bears down in Eclipse.

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supertinyking said
Soon, the female clone that had helped him before walks in, and smiles."Your blood did help. If you want you can see someone you helped....if, you feel up to it." She says.

Could this be a new purpose? Could this be... forgiveness? "Yes." He gave her his hand. "Please show me?"

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A very good one.

You know, i like when people mistakenly think I'm dead. It'll be great when I am not later.

Crossover Creek (Will Forever Be Accepting) ♥

Eclipse was quite surprised. The arc sounded like a good place to go, but then THIS happened. He cautiously approached Jazz. "Grief. I recognize it easily. I'm afraid it is an ailment that must run its course."

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(Thanks. I was feeling down when I made him, but don't worry, I know nobody likes a moody biatch. I'll probably go with some kind of search-for-redemption story with him. Maybe I'll give him some powers back if he saves the diseased monkeys... I mean clones.)

Blood Compact, Revamped(Yay bad puns!)

Thanks Shikaru. I almost have my face back.

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Wiz. One of Mithias' swords was left behind as evidence, but where is the other one? The drones take it?

Blood Compact, Revamped(Yay bad puns!)

Mithias lay in his tube, motionless and unconscious. Blood and flesh crawled over the bones of his skull, gradually reforming a face. Black hair began to regrow, each strand setting itself to its previous length. Broken ribs reconnected, and breathing recommenced. Slowly pulling itself together, his body was alive, but his mind was lost in a dream, shared by Martin.

Mithias observed all of it. He watched with mild curiosity while Martin swallowed the mental representation of a girl's spirit. The girl looked very much like the one that shot one of his swords earlier that night. Mithias tried to recall his fight with Magnus, he tried to recall ANY of reality. He pressed his fingers against his forehead. "None of this is real, Martin. Only you and I are, and we need to wake up." He stopped for a moment, looking around, his brow furrowed in thought. "Listen." He said. "Do you hear it? It's a pulse, a heartbeat. It's all around us." He looked up to the leviathan and clutched a fist. A fire began to spark in Mithias' eyes.

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Eclipse wakes up and gets off the bed. He looks around to see he's on some kind of... ship? The last thing he heard was that these beings were sick with something, and that his blood might help them. He doubted his blood would do anything positive. He was corrupted, with death his only reprieve. he would have to be reborn if he were to exist at all. ...why was he still alive?