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Reaper stared at Birth as the dark flames increased as Birth pointed her spear at him, his smile faded and he raised his flaming hand into the air before speaking.
"Don't hold back sister....because I don't plan too."

With that the dark flame shot into the air as a large black fireball formed high in the air, balls of fire about the size of Reaper's fist started raining down around them, Reaper dashed forward at Birth before jumping into the air and kicking three at Birth, two towards her chest and one at her head.
He landed continuing his advance at Birth as more rained down around him, darkness circled around his hands.
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Linora looked at the strange man and started to respond but felt a familiar sensation nearby, turning she looked to see Tsuliria's dark aura and the look in her eyes, her eyes narrowed before she turned back towards the men.
"If that is your belief than I shall leave you be, but at least leave the area, it seems things are getting worse by the second. I hope you find your answer."
With that she ran back towards Tsuliria.
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The doctor smiled and took a few steps back after Mirela was safely on the ground.
Kalan looked ahead and flinched seeing her chain lash about, he had known Tsuliria for awhile but he had never seen her this way before.
"Okay I'll admit she does look scary," Kalan said taking a few steps back. "However we have the doctor here so-"
He cut himself off seeing the doctor was gone as he looked around.
"Doctor.....Doc.....where did he go?"

Luck tapped Kalan's shoulder and pointed at the ground, on it was a piece of paper with a rock on it, Kalan walked up to it and picking it up read it aloud.
"Dear Kalan, I think it's time I go, knowing you it was probably a situation no intelligent person should get involved with. Oh also I'm sure I'm riding a horse away by now, look behind you."

Kalan turned and looked back to see the doctor standing on a brown horse riding away, his coat being blown by the wind as he waved at them.

Kalan returned to the letter and read the final part of the letter.
"I had him follow me, oh and that horse is on your tab and I'm not talking about the office."

Meanwhile at a tavern not so far away, the tavern owner looked over Kalan's tab which reached the ground at this point.
"Don't know who that doctor was but it's on Kalan's tab so I don't care."

Kalan rubbed the back of his head with a small sigh.
"Figures, oh look Tsuliria see us."

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Tsuliria turned to the three and her eyes fell immediately on Mirela, her chains quickly pulled back towards her before they all pointed at her.
Tsuliria raised her fingers and pointed at them causing the three chains to fly at all of them.
"Mistress!"

Linora quickly moved in the way of the chains causing Tsuliria's chains to hesitate before stopping inches from her face.
Tsuliria's eyes returned to their yellow glow as the faces left the chains before they sunk back into her sleeves.
"What is it Linora?" she asked back to her old self.

The earth began to shake as the clash of the deities began. Birth spun her spear, deflecting the three fireballs, before slamming it into the ground, her eyes glowing a fiery white as pillars of light ripped through the ground towards Reaper. As her ferocity began to show, she brought an arm back summoning a large orb, her teeth gritting as it cracked with energy before she launched it at Reaper.

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Jazz was once again flying as one of the clones landed a kick into his stomach launching him up, only to be hit back down as another clone jumped landing an elbow into his back. The copy grinned widely as his sword caught the falling Jazz. Jazz spun around the blade before being caught by the collar. The copy brought him to his face, his dark lit eyes piercing through him as he enveloped his body in dark light. Jazz tried to stop the coming attack only to be thrown, a black streak dashing at him in the air. Jazz' only option was to try to guard as he was slammed back into the ground. A foot caught him as he bounced off of the ground by one of the copy's clones slamming Jazz into a building.

As the copy landed, the clones faded a large grin coming over his face as another familiar face stepped out of the shadows. It was Yolor, his mask perfectly fit on his face as he stepped out of a building.

"Come on Jazz, just accept that you're me, let me into that closed off heart of yours so we can start having some fun!"

The copy grabbed Yolor by the neck, lifting him into the air before a dark light covered Yolor's body. He began to struggle as life was slowly leaving his body.

"Come on, you can't tell me you didn't enjoy watching him squirm before BOOM! No more Yolor."

"Stop this!"

Jazz tried to launch an attack only to fail again, his powers not cooperating with him. Before he could get to his feet, a snap was heard as the copy threw Yolor's limp body to the side, laughing hysterically. Jazz' eyes grew wide as he had to witness Yolor's death a second time.

"Ha ha! I love that feeling! Come on Jazz, you know you wanna feel that rush again!"

Jazz bolted towards his copy, only to be struck down again by his psychotic self. The laughter was gone from the copy's voice, his face now one of a serious Jazz.

"You know, I try to be nice. I try to let you at least live in your own mind, and this is the thanks I get.

Jazz coughed a little blood as the copy's foot met his abdomen with great force, lifting him off the ground, only to be slammed back down with an elbow. The copy continued to kick him across the streets of town before imbedding a spear into his left arm. A snap was heard as the spear exploded, Jazz giving a scream in pain.

"Then maybe I'll have to show you what you are."

The copy snapped his fingers, instantly Mirela appeared in a poof of black light. The copy formed a black sword in his hand before slowly starting after her. Jazz struggled to his feet, frantically trying to summon his powers.

"Sooner or later Jazz, your powers will kill everyone around you."

Before Jazz could speak, the sword thrust into Mirela, a shriek ringing out before she hit the ground.

"Your friends, Your rivals, your family. Everyone you know will eventually fall by your hands. Why not just live here, in your own mind, and let me have the satisfaction of striking them all down, Like I did when we killed our loving parents. You remember that night right?"

Another snap rang as the terrain changed. Terror came over Jazz' face as he recognized where he was. He was home, the home he destroyed. The copy brought his blade to his face before licking the blade.

"It was here, the night I was born, the night I killed those poor excuses of parents.

The copy smiled before two figures walked out of the other room. It was them, Jazz' parents. The memory he had put behind him was now playing itself out in front of him again as his parents screams filled the night. Jazz hit the ground, the copy laughing hysterically as the fire in the house slowly burned, the darkness returning to the world around them.

"I guess you've made your decision then."

As the quarrel between Kalan and Luck dragged on, Mirela deeply considered letting go just to make them shut up. 'What does a girl have to do to get the message across? I'm not interested in either of them, yet they continue to argue.' However, as the ground began to quake, Mirela found herself latched onto Luck's leg tighter than before. 'Make it stop!'

Finally calming herself down, Mirela let go of Luck's leg until Tsuliria approached them and began speaking, which made her take hold of his leg once more. As Tsuliria mentioned that killing would be the better option, Mirela made a face and let him go before hesitantly rising to a stand. From here she stepped behind Luck, placing her hands on his shoulders and squeezing gently, peering over them.

"We're all here because we wanted to ask you something." Mirela's words were a little shaky, most likely caused by the slight trembling she had been doing behind Luck. "We want to know how to defeat Reaper, so we can save our loved ones and the innocent... We want the pain that he's caused to many to cease, and we want to prevent him from hurting anyone else." In the back of her heart and mind, Mirela felt that her words had no hope of reaching Tsuliria.

'Why would they reach her? Obviously she's in a terrible mood and she really wants to kill me right now... I see no logical reason for her to help. Still, Kalan thinks that she will... So its worth a shot.

"I also ask that you spare me, along with these two. Even if you decide against helping us, it won't justify murder. I'm sure that once I find my mother you won't even see me anymore." Drifting her gaze off to the side, Mirela took a deep breath and sighed. "So... How about it? Will you help?"

Taking in every word that left Tsuliria's lips, Mirela remained quiet. Normally she would have some sort of argument to come back with, but not while in that state of mind. Instead of trying to think of something to say, Mirela watched as Kalan land on the ground which sparked a look of remorse. 'Oh, Kalan..'

Not long after watching Kalan drop and listening to Tsuliria's threat, Mirela decided that there was no choice but to stick around-- No matter how badly she wanted to leave. Knowing that she was stuck, Mirela lightly tugged on Luck's sleeve. "Let's make sure he's alright."

Finally stepping away from Luck, Mirela knelt down beside Kalan and softly placed her hand on his back, rubbing it gently. "Kalan are you alright? That looked like it was really painful," She made a small face, feeling partly, if not fully, responsible for Tsuliria's actions a few moments ago. "How badly did she hurt you?"

Luck rolled his eyes but walked over and stood in front of him deciding not to kneel so he wouldn't get his pants dirty.
He looked at Kalan and saw a red ring around his neck, most likely from the chain.
He wondered how the chains were hot if they were hiding in her sleeve but decided not to question it.

Kalan looked up at Mirela for a moment before gently moving her hand away and standing up.
"I'm fine. I am the almighty Kalan after all! Tenth commander of the ninth force!"
Tsuliria stared at Kalan hearing this, if there was one thing he was good at it was recovering quickly.
Linora watched as Kalan pounded his chest and laughed off the pain running through his body.
"Are you sure you ignore your pain mortal?" Luck said with a grin.
"If I can't handle this how would I be able to protect Mirela when you fail you walking bathroom."
Luck's eye twitched before he grabbed him by the collar.
"Shall I add more scars to your body mortal?"
Kalan grabbed his neck causing Luck to do the same as the two screamed names at each other and continued to choke each other. A bright light drew their attention and they turned to see pillars of light.

Tsuliria turned around to see Linora looking towards the field, she looked towards the field to see an explosion of light, remembering Jazz was still on that field.
"He'd better not die, that's my kill Reaper."

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Reaper smiled as the pillars of light slammed into him as he vanished into the light.
Reaper heard his sisters words and grinned as darkness exploded into the sky dispersing the light as Reaper stood garbed in a dark robe that hid most of his body except his shoes and his bandaged hands.
A toothy grin slid onto Reaper's face as he watched Birth take on her form as he lifted into the air,the dark energy forming behind him.

"That's what I like to hear sister."
The darkness formed into a large creature behind Reaper, eight arms poked out of the creatures massive black torso as it's six eyes peered down at Birth before it let out a screeching roar it hovered behind Reaper it's fangs protruding out of it's mouth.
The eight arms punched the air creating eight holes in reality four on each side of Reaper before sinking back into his body, he extended his hands and smiled.
"Yes, let's end it sister," he said with a grin.

The bandages around Reaper's hands unraveled revealing dark symbols in a unknown language on his arms.
The symbols came off his arms and grew large around the holes as a dark mist fell from Reaper's body, as it landed it killed the plant life as it passed under it.
"Regard it as your last favor, I won't go into my true form so no more humans are hurt. Only you sister."
Reaper's cloak blew forward as the letters started to glow a bright violet, red energy formed within the holes before Reaper crossed his arms as his old title Death, the title he threw away upon descending earth, the form he forsake as he left the heavens.
"Corrupted Prayer."

Four of the holes released a large explosion of energy that formed into a red and black beam that scorched the ground as he barreled towards Birth.
The dark beam grew higher than the village next to them as Reaper stared down at the darkness, the shadows around it circling the large beam as it sharpened adding already to the large beam.
"Second verse."

Two of the remaining four holes shot two large dark balls into the air before a loud moan came out as the balls created a circle above them before a loud chuckle came from Reaper as bits of darkness came raining down around them exploding the ground that it touched leaving medium sized craters.

(First post of christmas boo yah)

Standing upright, Mirela went to break the two of them apart however found herself stopping at the sight of the explosion. "Ah!" Shutting her eyes tightly, Mirela took a step back before dropping back onto the ground. "We really shouldn't be here," Opening her eyes, she brought her attention up to Luck and Kalan. "Luck, can't you do anything to stop them?!" Hesitantly rising up off of the ground, Mirela brought her attention to the field.

Her violet eyes settled upon Jazz. Witnessing his actions, Mirela began to panic. "What does he think he's doing?! Why isn't he attacking Reaper?!" Narrowing her eyes, Mirela began watching the fight more carefully.

Mirela had even thought about jumping into things herself, but she knew in the back of her mind that doing so would surely result in disaster on her part, maybe even death. So, she decided to stay back and spectate. 'This isn't looking good... I don't even know whats going on, I know that we're in danger just by being here but its not like we can run, not with Tsuliria wanting to kill me.'

"I'm worried," Mirela was finally able to speak calmly about the situation. Keeping near Kalan and Luck for safety, she made sure to never let her eyes leave the field. "What if we're all wiped out from this? My mother is still out there somewhere, nobody is going to find her if I die."

'That and I'm still young... I'd like to live long enough to see twenty-five, maybe even long enough to settle down and have a family. I just want away from all of the chaos.' Mirela softened her eyes as she continued to watch, wishing that things would end in a good way.

"Please let things go well."

Not even a few moments later Mirela slowly turned her head, closing her eyes once more after watching Reaper's next actions. 'I suppose this is the end...'

"Luck... Kalan... Even though the two of you have proven to be annoyances, I'm glad that I met you both. Really, I am. I hope we all make it out of here, but if we don't I just wanted you to know that." A soft, small smile formed across Mirela's lips as she opened her eyes, trying to hide her true feelings of fear and sorrow.

{OOC: Merry Christmas everyone.}