Ranryu

Where I come from, murderers are given no quarter. And I'm a murderer now. Death is a fitting punishment.

Fight Malum. Stab him with you. If I die, no big loss. If he dies, everyone wins.

I... I just assumed that you wouldn't want to go through with my plan. The others are in the Underworld for now, which isn't ideal, but it keeps them safe from Malum. I want to go get him now, before they get back. I'm not losing anyone else. Wynn didn't say the other things she was thinking. Maybe she was crazy, but it gave her a spark of hope. All we need to do is make Malum come to us.

Great. And I don't have the skill to do it by hand. So I can't use it as a weapon. Surely it has some kind of use! Wynn looked at TAAron's body. I... I should probably bury him or something. So the space daemons don't eat him. There was too much guilt to keep it contained. Wynn silently started crying.

A piece of... we could totally do something with this. There's no way... How resistant to outside magic is it? Say, if I wanted to shape it into some sort of weapon, would that work?

Christmas. There are toys everywhere. Hooray.

Ugh, you're right. Wynn said, looking at the stats her disk was sending about the crystal. If we got really close, like within less than a mile, I could scan for it's molecular structure, but that's not really helpful. Maybe I can do something with this little chunk... What makes it glow?

It's our best bet for stopping Malum. Wynn took the chunk of crystal and put it in her duel disk. If there's any more crystal out there, I should be able to scan for it.

How destroyed is your world? Like, is it completely vaporized, or just broken into pieces that are floating around somewhere?

Any Stacis, or you specifically?

Wynn shoved her stupid emotions down and picked up the chunk of crystal. Why is Malum weak to you, Tors?

Where could I get some of that static crystal stuff?

Wynn stopped moving, but only for a second. She had tried the human way, getting TAAron back. It hadn't worked. That punk Death, calling her a child. She could remember a time before him. But now, to the main task. Hopefully the Underworld adventure would keep the others occupied and out of real danger. Tors, are you there?

Wynn chuckled. "Well this is convenient." She whispered to the mist. It didn't stop pulling her away, but a little tendril of it snaked back into the castle, returning slightly larger than it had been before. "See ya, Death." Wynn said as she was pulled into the portal, grabbing the tendril of mist at the last second.

Wynn squinted. "Hmmm, have you been promoted since last we met. I'm pretty sure your name is Death, not Afterlife. You have no right to go around destroying spirits. That actually makes me want to get TAAron away from you more, not less. Would you call that mist out there happy?" Wynn gestured. "Hey mist! Do something, anything, to indicate if you're happy or not!" The mist didn't respond. "See. It's no wonder I find necromancy so easy in this region of the multiverse. Your dead are literally dying of boredom."

Wynn sighed. Fighting Death himself was not what she wanted to be doing. "Sad thing is, you thought I wouldn't do whatever it takes to get him back, You think you're so important? There are other underworlds, other caretakers of the dead. From what I've seen, you don't even deserve to be called Lord of the Underworld. Your spirits are out there floating around aimlessly. No reincarnation, no activities, not even any torture pits! Now get out of my way and let me get TAAron back, or else I'll blast your precious Underworld to bits!"

@Ookla the BlowUpperOfStuff, @UnfortunatelyNamed, @That1Cellist, @Ookla the Inverted, here's one for you.

"Annoy him. Ruin his filing system or something. He can't hurt you- that's not his job. If he catches me stealing, he might kick me out of the Underworld for good, but that's the worst he can do. Just distract him for as long as possible then make a run for the portal. I'll try to get out with TAAron before then."

They walked until they were outside the castle gates. "Okay, here's the deal." Wynn said in a low voice. "You guys distract Death while I go find TAAron. Got it?"

Wynn put a hand over her face. "I'm not here for your entertainment. If you won't give me his soul, then I'll have to try time travel. Come on Lerac, lets go." Wynn turned and walked back towards the entrance.

Wynn quelled her frustration. "Is there anything I could do or say to convince you?"

"Aw, come on, don't be like that! I'm offering a fair trade, not just a random harp song or something."

"I do. How'd you know?"