《Tales of Light》Rei:Incarnation - Death's Chat
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“What pain those two were.” Death let out a sigh of relief.
A high-pitched voice came behind Death, “There were interesting though.” A small child climbs over Death’s throne and lies on Death’s head.
“You weren’t the one talking to them. They were mean... especially the girl!” Death whinnied.
“You’re always so sensitive.” Giggled the child and replied in a singsong tone, “You need to grow a spine.”
“You’re just bare to the bone. Hehehe... hahaha ahahaha!!!!!” Another voice said. This voice was a lower pitch than the child, but higher than Deaths. Metal could be heard wherever it moved and spoke.
“Goddammit.” Death murmured.
“You must really hate yourself.” The voice replied.
Death’s mouth cracked open with substantial force, “It’s a figure of speech!”
“Like you?” The voice snarled back.
Death was silent for a minute before he responded in a neutral tone, “Shut it, tin can.” Death got up from its throne and the child jumped off back to the head of the chair. Death started a blue flame behind Death’s chair and its eyes and chest core shined bright red flames. With dominant force, Death commanded, “You dare mock a god! A supreme being! A creature of the night who claims the souls of the living and dead alike! I am the end! I am the beginning! I am Judgment!”
The voice replied with a deep growly voice, “I’m Batman.”
Death’s mouth drops wide open, “What are you going on about?” Death questions.
“Hehehehehe... numbskull.” The metallic voice was wheezing.
“Don’t be so hard on him.” the child said giggling, “He works down to his bones to get his job done.”
“Yeah, he’s just bonely.” The voice wheezing more.
“You’re all mean.” Death grumbled.
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“Quit Skull-king around!” The child said, “We’re just having a good time. You should learn to grow a spine.” The child stood up on top of the throne hopped down. The child stretched her arms yawning, “Yaaawn... anyway, shouldn’t you... ahh... be doing something else?”
“Nah!” The voice screeching. Two glowing yellow eyes came, the sound of metal softly scraping. Out of the shadow came a green, slouching figure. The voice was tall, standing around fifteen feet when standing straight up. Its long neck ridged like its back. Its stomach sleeks around the waist with black faults extending down to its knees. Around its knees were black narrow diamond-shaped poleyn. On each foot, there were three long claws and a fourth in the back. His chest was a green orb with two chest plates and pointed upwards shoulder pads next to it. On each arm were black-colored rhombus, but looked more like fangs. His lower arms were pointed elbow guards that were fused to his arms. Near the end of his gauntlets was another pair of spikes sticking outwards. His helmet had two black spikes near the tip pointing upwards, two more pointing downwards, and a single one point down from his chin. His face had an elongated mouth with sharp metal teeth and two narrow slits for eyes.
“You changed your colors!” The child approached him and shouted, “I like this better Lanzar!!!”
“Thanks, Life.” Cackled Lanzar, patting Life’s head with his long sharp fingers. His gaze turns back to Death. Lanzar cackled, “So... Did someone special come by...? Perhaps two...?” His metallic voice hissing, “With a third on the way?”
Death stared for a minute before speaking. “... Shit.” Death commanded, leaning on his hand, “I’m going to do this again...” Sitting back down, Death facepalms, “I hope it’s going to be quick.”
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“Toodles!” Lanzar wheezes walking off. As he fads off in the distance singing, “Forever to play! An eternity to cry! You can try to pray, but all you can do is die. What will break first? Your heart or your mind.”
“I like him.” Life giggled.
“Really? That metallic sack of–” Life interrupted Death.
“You said you would stop swearing.” Life cried. Life then went on telling him about something else, “You know that boy we revived?”
“What about him?” Death scoffed.
“Guess what body I gave him?”
“Ah shit.” Death thought to himself. “I shouldn’t have let her chosen.” Death sat back down on its chair and spoke to Life. “What did you give him?”
“One of the oldest creatures in existence!” Life raised her hands.
“… That’s actually not that bad. For a minute I thought you- Wait, which one?” Concerned Death.
“Um… I can’t remember!!” Life laughed.
“Why… Why… would you–?” Death felt another presence. “We’ll talk later about this.”
“OOO, it’s two at once!” Life exclaimed.
Death sighed, “I hate this job sometimes.”
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