CHAPTER 1 "THE BEGINNING SHE IS TOLD"
She wore a dress black as night, lipstick red as blood, eyes full of dispare , the smile of death, skin light as snow, hair long and dark with skull hair pins. She looked as beautiful as a rose in the eve of blooming. She lived on terror, darkness, anger, dispare, and fear above all. A weapon she desired for, to use it to strike pain and fear of the men and women who broke hearts of love ones. The moonlight was her guard when lit it hides her of any eye known to man and machine but when covered by a blanket of clouds or a roof she appears with her eyes full of glare ready to kill. She has found a weapon only a farmer would posses but a particular one among the set. A long but sharp scythe easy to hold and very portable. She glances at it and a small touch it turns into a metal rod with a design of skulls with roses coming out the mouth, the blade full of engravings of the dead demon language only she can read and share the teachings of its long but dark past. For many years she has been taking lives of men and woman who have broke the hearts of their loved ones or just for fun. With one quick slash she takes the lives and feeds off their fear and pain caused of the slow and brutal massacres of her rage this is what she is going to do now on to the victims of the small town.
Eldin Reign Community Member 
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