Congratulations Sir/Madame,
You have been selected to join the Death Weapon Meister Academy. While this is a great honor, we would like for you to take the time to fill out some forms to verify we will not be held responsible for any accidents on the job.
In your character sheet that will be provided in your parents database, please mention if you are a Weapon or a Meisier
If you are confused by this, it is quit simple.
A weapon is controlled by a Meister.
What kind of person are you: (Weapon/Meister)
I personally cannot wait to teach your young minds about the wonders of Reaping Souls. As a bonus, if you eat 100 souls as a weapon, you will become my next weapon. Good luck!
Sincerely,Lord Death. Crona sighed as he slowly read the letter that was placed on his desk. He tilted his head up to see a dark figure in front of him, who whispered,"You must go and spy, my son."Crona attempted to object which was returned with a slap from his mother, which sent him spiraling. Crona felt hot tears slide down his cheeks as his mother closed the door to his room, leaving him in absolute darkness. Suddenly, Crona felt something rise from his body. He looked up to see Ragnorak staring back down at him, and his crossed mouth turned into a grin. He said quickly,"You angered Medusa, you ignorant prick." He then smacked Crona on the back of his head, which made him yelp. He replied,"I didn't mean to! I didn't know what to do!" Ragnorak smacked him again and said,"We're going to spy, you dimwit!" Ragnorak then began to torture Crona the rest of the night, all the while Medusa watched him from afar. She smiled and said,"Yes, my son. You shall soon face them."***
Crona looked up at the Death Mesiters academy with awe. Never before had he seen such a huge building! He began to walk slowly, his long dress swaying in the light breeze with him.
Edited by Aureity the Cavalier, 02 July 2012 - 09:43 AM.
