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I would join this, seems cool but I'm busy with FotT rn, when that cools down I'll be this dude!--maybe he seems an unideal embodiment of the cool part of me

I'm not a ghost. The girl said, giggling yet again. And Winter, I made him.

What am I? The girl sighed, a light, small sigh laced with death. I'm dead. That's what, but I'll never rest. I'm Yami, queen of darkness. It's not as scary as it sounds. Now come, watch the show. When Winter comes back, it should get exciting quickly. Ooh look, another one showed up. @xinoehp512 Yami placed an arm around Fox's shoulder, looking into her eyes. I'm only real if you want me to be. "Abigail... brown hair." Suddenly Winter was right in front of Jared, his eyes glinting again. "I said don't waste my time. I've never even met anyone with a name like that, let alone kidnapped them. Now leave me, or die."

The unreal girl giggled again, the small laughter echoing in the landscape around, yet not there at all. I'm Yami. And please stay for longer, we haven't even started yet!

"Your sister? Red-haired, the one they call 'Fox'? Forgive me, but my master has claimed her." Winter said, his deep red eyes glinting as he absentmindedly scratched the stone wall behind him, boring long, shallow trenches into it. "If that is the person you seek, then you will never reclaim her."

The trail stopped.. Winter stood, leaning against the wall of a deep, trash-covered alley in a city of brown and grey stone. "Why are you following me?" he asked emotionlessly. "You have one chance to tell me. Make it quick, and please don't lie. Better hurry before I get bored and kill you." Oh, you wouldn't leave already, would you? I have so much to show you and so much to tell you. The unreal girl said, pouting. @Scarletfox @Channelknight Fadran @DramaQueen

@xinoehp512 Ooh, more people come to play with me? They'd better leave before Winter gets back, they don't look very fun to play with. Now come on, I want to show you my skeletons. The nothingness took Fox's hand; there, but not. Cold, but nothing. This unreal girl was a person who Fox could choose with; she never had to do what the girl said, she could choose if the girl was real or not, and the girl couldn't do anything to her unless she allowed it. *not a godmod, a truth* The choice, any choice with this girl was hers. @Scarletfox

Another giggle, and something was in front of her. What's a mind demon? That sounds fun. Something, perhaps a space-filling shadow placed an arm of unreality around her shoulder: it was cold, made of complete darkness. But it was also nonexistant. A face near hers, there, but not. You are my new friend. When K' is gone, I'll have you to play with. The thing--real, yet not--giggled again, letting go and watching its new 'friend'.

Winter materialized in a broken, twisted land, an empty sea to the right and scorched ground to the left, a blackened cliff in front and a glass beach down the hill. Gently setting down the fox, he turned and disappeared. "I have--something to take care of." (Jared), the angel said, disappearing again. (Yo @xinoehp512 Winter uses R, the greater theory of Mindscape to travel.. you can still follow him, but he's not worldhopping,, if you already know that I apologize, but just makin sure everyone is knowledged) There was something, a sound from ahead of the Fox; a girl? Giggling? Very creepy, just like the melted castle, just like the barren landscape around, where giant metal beasts roamed (each as big as the castle itself, or bigger) You look fun. What are you called? asked the voice.

This is getting boring. Winter leaped off the side of the building, disappearing. I feel like I've done this before. The angel grabbed the red-haired girl by the back of her hoodie, taking off (and giving the Demon of Death a little complimentary wing-blow. He'd finish him later). "It turns out, girl, that you are not as useless as I thought." He quietly said to the Fox as they faded into another realm. @Scarletfox

*chuckle* There; the girl from earlier. She would be the best fit, and perhaps I will exact some payment on the demon of death. Winter sat down, letting his legs fall over the side of the flying building. I suppose I'll watch them for a while longer. This drama is entertainment at it's finest, although I can't find any joy in watching. Winter sighed, watching the red haired girl down below. Perfect match. *chuckle*

"I'll kill them all." Yami still didn't look at Winter. Winter followed her gaze, seeing a flat-topped black marble gravestone. "Winter, I know that grave." The angel was silent. "Whose is it?" Yami didn't answer him, just kept staring at the grave. "Yami, do I have your permission to proceed?" The girl sighed, finally looking into Winter's eyes. "I like it better this way." She stood up from the broken, deformed balcony, brushing her hand along the row of blackened skeletons--these walls held things that had been forgotten for millennia. "Yes, Winter. You have permission, but bring one back to me. I want someone to play with." She smiled, patting Winter on the head, then she disappeared down the melted hole of the tower entrance. Winter leapt into the air, his wings catching the moon and reflecting off of the landscape around: five giant, rusted beasts were just standing, each as large as a mountain. They had been awoken from their century-long slumber. The landscape was barren and scorched, the beaches black glass. Death radiated from every corner of the vale. It was beautiful.

Winter watches the burning landscape, no emotion in his eyes. This was something he couldn't fix. Korin stood, shouting as his clothing caught fire. Don't cry, Yami. It is only a castle. No, no, you don't understand! It's not just a castle. That was my past. I'm nothing now. Glancing one last time at the man, burning in agony, Winter disappeared. Humanity is a sick thing.

All Winter gave her was a shallow stare, then he looked back to Nath. "I will give you ten seconds to leave."

"Brought you here?" The angel scoffed. "Why would I bring a weak, useless thing like you to this hallowed place?"

"The woman? I killed her. Now answer my question or you shall suffer the same fate." Korin groans and rolls over, rubbing the back of his head. "Winter? What.." He silenced at a glance from the angel. "Answer me."

"Fox, wait.." A figure stumbled into the Fox's line of sight. It was Korin. "Fox, don't..." He cut off, falling forward. Winter stood behind him. "How did you all find this place?" the angel uninterestedly asked (if that's possible), tossing a dagger to the ground--Cir's dagger.

The angel's silvery wings opened and he was in front of her, his hand through her heart. "You felt love once. I can see it. I can feel something, too.. emotion? That is a concept I've never understood, at least not in this life." He paused, a distant look in his own eyes. Then he ended her.

"Well that's not very nice." The light between his wings fade, and he lifts his wings to the heavens--lightning repeatedly strikes them, and they begin to glow with electricity. Touching them to his hands, they also begin to glow and crackle. Leaning back, the angle barely dodged Cir's thrusts, bringing up his electrified fist into her stomach, then spinning; taking off and slashing his wings toward her.

"You see," said Winter, catching her blades and shattering them with a squeeze. "I was actually found in a stream, not a pit." The angel's wings turned clear again, catching the sunlight and magnifying it at Cir--not heat, but the pure essence of light fills the space between them.

The angel folds his wings in front of him, blocking the strikes and flames, then opening them and spinning, the bladelike feathers dangerously arcing towards Cir.

"Yami, please step inside. I do not know what this woman wants, but she has bothered me enough today." He pauses, as if listening to something. "Then I apologize, but you cannot help me in this fight." Winter seems to gently grab something, placing it on a balcony of a tower above--a shadow? A tear in reality? But whatever he grabbed had no meaning; so it was pointless to care. He turns, facing Cir from the sky, his silver wings catching--no, magnifying the light of the sun above. They seem clear for just a moment, then gold, then silver again. His bright, yet deep red eyes shone. "I will kill you now." Then he was gone. There was a slight brush of air from behind Cir, and a whisper seemed to taunt her wordlessly in her mind. Behind you.