《Reapertale: The Reaper Finds Love》Searching the Truth in the Storm Pt. 2
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"So you meet Flowey before and gave him his name?" I asked Frisk as they looked at the book showing a picture of her and Flowey.
"I don't know, I don't remember any of that happening. Something must have happened after that, because I know Flowey remembers his past." She said giving the book back to me. "Why don't we read more and see what happens, personally I'm curious as this seems to hold some of my past as well."
I nodded and turned my attention back to the pages before me, flipping over to the next page had a picture of me and the flower near a water fall.
After Frisk left I decided to look around, I found a waterfall. I sat near the waters edge when I heard the crunching of leaves behind me. I knew he would find me eventually so I didn't turn to him. "Here you are you little weed. Not gunna run away this time are ya?" He asked as I continued to look at the moving water.
"Why do you want me dead, I don't think I ever did anything to you." I said turning to face him. "She doesn't want me dead, she even offered to help me. Yet you are different, you act like I was a mistake a blemish on your perfect outlook. Why is that?"
"Because Weed-"
"Its Flowey." I said interrupting him form continuing any further.
"What?" He said confused.
"My name is Flowey, Flowey the Flower. She gave it to me and I prefer it if you used it when addressing me." I said staring at him.
"Who is she, sounds like Death needs to pay a visit to your conspirator." He said with an angry expression on his face, I cringed at the sight of it.
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"Like I would tell you, such a kind soul doesn't belong to the likes of you." I said and disappeared into the earth. I went back to the garden and waited for her, I must have fallen asleep because next thing I heard giggling and smelled something sweet. I sat up looking around through half open eyes.
"Morning little flower." She said and started to hum as she pulled a basket out from behind her back. "Would you like something to eat? I made some breakfast for us and have some lunch for later."
I looked at her then nodded my head as a smile spread across her face. "What did you make?" I asked as she settled down on a rock next to me. She pulled out something from her basket and held it in front of my face.
"Just try it, I don't know what mom calls them but she helped me make it."
"You don't have to hold it for me you know." I said turning my head away slightly.
"Then how will you eat it, (giggling) you don't even have any hands." I looked at her in realization, I hadn't even noticed and she just continued to smile at me. Holding it out again I took a bite, if it were possible for me to blush I think I was doing just that. She never said anything about it and placed the slice on a plate.
Taking a slice of her own and a fork she took a bite of her own so that I felt better I assumed. "I know this isn't really a breakfast food but it tasted really good right." She said after we finished and put the plates back in the basket.
"Yea that was really nice." I said noticing her pull out her soul. It was bright red and occasionally flickered black for a few moments. "What are you going to do with that?" I asked curiously.
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"Oh my soul? Well I figured I could use its magic to help you get your memories back. Here see." She started by closing her eyes and facing me. Her soul held close to her as she breathed out slowly. A red mist emanated from the soul and surrounded me I could see flashes of a battle and a young girl that looked like Frisk.
A lab and a tall skeleton in a room with her. The mist increased so I couldn't see Frisk through it as I started to hear voices and names. "Gaster stop it, your hearting them."
"Asriel I cant stop just yet, their magic could be used to help your parents if something were to happen. Chara is a special child no other has had a soul like theirs before. Even my son Sans cant kill them."
I started to remember what happened when the mist started to die down. Frisk fell over breathing heavily and started coughing, their soul now completely black floating before them. "Frisk are you alright? Do you need anything?" I asked worried that they would die trying to help me.
They shook their head before smiling at me. "I'll be alright, I just need to wait for my soul to return to normal before we can continue. I said I would help you remember, so why don't you tell me what you saw." She said and I nodded before looking around. "What's wrong?"
"I just thought I heard something." I said settling my eyes back on her with a smile across my face to reassure her. "Anyway this is what I saw and remembered..." I told her over the next hour as she lay down on her stomach and listened to me spin my tale. When I finished they had tears in their eyes and pulled me into a hug.
"I'm sorry, I hope you can make better memories." She said with me close before letting go. Soon enough a bone came out of nowhere striking her in the back. She couched and fell forward where a second bone hit their head nocking her out.
"Sorry to intrude on this touching moment but I'm going to take this soul now." It was Sans, he took his scythe as I went underground and came up further away. Their scythe phased through her and her soul remained intact. A black mist spilled from her soul before shooting off like a beacon into the air. Sans jumped back to get away from the mist and bone now falling out of her back.
Her wounds seemed to be closing on their own yet she still didn't stir. "So this is what you meant by help huh weed. Well I guess I will just have to try harder next time." He said before teleporting away. I was back to Frisks side as a large goat came from the tree line.
"Oh my child, what happened to you? Its alright I will take you home right away." She said picking Frisk up in her arms. I coughed slightly to get her attention and she looked down to me. "Oh why hello there little flower would you like to follow us?" She asked and I nodded. She smiled and held out a hand. I carefully pulled my roots up and climbed up onto Frisks head as We started off to where they lived.
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Alpha - Hell Rider's MC #2 -
~Updating every other Tuesday~ First book: Ripper - Hell Rider's MC #1 -~Note: Cannot be read as a stand alone book ~Bryan "Alpha" Taylor has had it rough in life. He found love early on, but that shattered around him the moment his old lady left. And finding out that he had a daughter who had been abused by said old lady, took a bigger toll on his mentality than what he showed others. And at the age of 43, he's losing hope of ever finding a special someone again. Scarlett Johnson is a fighter. Tossed out of her house at 15 by her parents, she was homeless until she found someone who was willing to take her in. Now, at the age of 35, her past is coming back to haunt her. The police won't interfere, and she needs somewhere to hide. What happens when her brother tells her about a motorcycle club he's in? Could the two save each other, before it's too late? WARNING: THIS BOOK WILL CONTAIN VIOLENCE, TALKS OF SEX, ABUSE, AND TORTURE. *Please do not judge the book too harshly based off of the description. I'm awful at writing them*
8 340Come Back To Me, Kiwi.
Vidal Ferrari is an engineer who's ready to start his own family but with no suitable woman in sight. His wealth seems to attract the wrong kind of girl and he's becoming restless. He's a large rough man who is only ever gentle with his nieces. But he knows that'll have to change if he wants to find himself a wife.Kiara is a heavily traumatized young woman, stuck in an awful facility for sixteen years of her life. Trained to be enslaved and sold. She never had a childhood, never felt love of any kind. When she's saved from the facility, she lands in a hospital in Vancouver. She's in desperate need of someone to look after her and help her heal. Someone gentle and never rough. Can these two find the love they need in each other?Will Vidal be able to be the gentle, careful man that Kiara needs?Will Kiara ever heal from the deep scars her life has left her with?Can the engineer and the scared girl truly be the ones for each other?---"Kiwis..." He said softly. I examined them, seeing how some had some white parts and some were free of the black specks."I like these a lot." He smiled. He brought one to my lips and I bit into it. It was very different from the others. Much less sweet."These ones match your eyes, don't they? Your pretty green eyes." He said to me, wiping away more of my tears while I was too distracted by the explosion of flavour in my mouth.I rubbed my irritated eyes and he fed me another kiwi slice. It tasted good but it made my body shiver a little from the little sting it had in its taste."Is it too sour? Sorry about that." He chuckled, gently raking his fingers through my hair as I relaxed a little.I wanted more. I liked kiwi."You want more?" He asked me.I looked at the kiwi and then at him. He really, really wanted me to talk. He fed me the rest of the kiwi pieces even though he hadn't gotten an answer from me and then he smiled."All done." He said to me, brushing my hair away from my face with a smile.
8 150Screaming Whisper, Ballad of Rebirth.
Do scars ever heal? After thousands of lifetimes, someone can lose track of their sense of self. His scars would never truly heal, because they marred his soul. He could not hold all the memories; lovers, friends, and foes simply forgotten. If the deceased could live on in memories then he truly was the reaper of millions. He held witness the rise and fall of countless dynasties, and saw countless mistakes repeated. He had butchered thousands, but he could not even answer why. Perhaps it was to feel something other than emptiness. The minstrels of the Ethruhiel have sung his ballad for thousands of years as it slowly lost meaning. Yes, it is possible for gods to die, however unorthodox it may seem. To be forgotten is the ultimate death. That is what he sought. -"Unknown Historian", Legend of Kazhithyas, 5th age of men
8 161To become A werewolf
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8 139Friends With The Mafia Capo
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8 166Crush Advice
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