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Death

(#24347938)

Level 25 Obelisk

Familiar

Bluelight Chipskink

Energy: 0/50

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Length

15.53 m

Wingspan

18.78 m

Weight

6991.2 kg

Genetics

Red
Cherub

Pink
Peregrine

Lapis
Stained

Hatchday

Jun 08, 2016
(7 years)

Breed

Adult
Obelisk

Eye Type

Water
Unusual

Level 25 Obelisk

Max Level

STR

115

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QCK

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none

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Biography

FIRST DRAGON ON SITE OF THESE COLORS, HAS A SON NOW WHO BEARS THE SAME COLORS.

D E A T H

Taker of souls • Founding father • Ghost Buster

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Deaths Story
Death, they said, in hushed whispers at a loved ones passing, was a brave dragon. He did the hardest job that any of them would ever do, and asked for nothing in return. He took the fear and the blame all on his shoulders, and lived and loved every soul he came across. When a hatchling passed and grieving parents cursed him, Death did not blame, nor did he argue back.

For no one really blamed death for untimely passings. It wasn't his fault, more sensible and older dragons claimed. He only did the job that no one else wanted. It still he listened as dragons bartered, wept, screamed, all directed at him as souls were carried over into the next life.

His favorite passings were quiet ones, where he would greet an old dragon with the familiarity of an ancient friend. They welcomed him with open arms, whispering goodbyes and letting Death be their guide.

“That's a terrible thing to wish for.” A small Spiral hatchling said one time as their mother tried to hush them. All Death had done was make a small comment that he wished all meetings were as peaceful and nice.

“I only wish to make sure they are happy, and there is no better way for us to meet than with everyone they love near them.” Death explained. It did seem like a selfish thing to wish for, he realized. That he would want something as to have a dragon to pass on into the next life easily.

“You just take them away from everyone, why can’t they stay? Why does everyone have to leave?” The small hatchling’s eyes welled up with tears, and Death realized swiftly that it was not about his job but about the loss she just suffered. Carefully, the old dragon picked up the hatchling, offering a warm embrace to stem off tears that were starting to flow.

“It’s not that simple, little one. It is a needed part of life, and I would let them stay if I had any choice about it.” The tears flowed freely from the hatchlings eyes, but Death paid them no mind.

“It’s not fair.” The young one whispered, not moving from Death’s embrace. The rest of the clan watched silently, older dragons remembering vividly their first comfort from death, and all the while knowing it would not be the last comfort they received from him.

“No one ever said life was fair, little one, but most frequently I find I am the one called unfair. Your elder is very happy where he is.” Death reassured.

Being called unfair was another part of the job, Death hardly reacted to it. The same way he didn’t react to harsh screams, or the cursed words spewed at him. Death comforted the small Spiral, allowing her to cry until she had no tears left to shed, and gave her back to her mother.

“She has a strong spirit.” Death said, nodding his head to the rest of the clan. They parted to make way for him like grass parting for the wind, with practiced ease.

He didn’t see that hatchling again for many, many moons.

The Story Continues
Though random memories stood out the most in Death’s mind, rather than each individual one. He remembered a dragon dying alone, of one passing on wrapped in a yellow blanket. There was nothing that made those memories stand out more than others, but a small random detail that made them easier to recall. Every once and awhile, as he entered a new room with a new dragon he hadn’t met before, he wondered if this would be another memory that would be easy to recall.

The Snapper was fast asleep, breath coming in short bursts. He would inhale, large barrel chest rising ever so slightly, exhale, and there would be a pause in between those breaths. Death counted the seconds, each time gaining a couple more seconds before the next breath was taken. The home the Snapper lived in was quiet, dark, lonely. He looked like a traveling dragon, one who had no real home, for their home was out on the road meeting new people.

He almost didn’t notice when that final breath was taken, a small rush of air that came out of his lungs and that was it. If Death hadn’t been waiting, he would have missed it, but Death had done this so many times before, he knew the moment that the Snapper passed on.

Other dragons thought that it was some terrible affair, every time someone passed on. Sometimes it was quiet, the final breath of air that left so quickly that even Death was left surprised. Death leaned forward as the new spirit rose from its home for the first time.

“Who’re you?” The Snapper asked, still asleep. The Snapper had lived a long life, and Death wondered if it had been a good one. Death didn’t blink at the question.

“Just a friend to show you where you need to go next.” Death enjoyed these trips, where there was no need to convince the other dragon to go with him. “Would you like to join me?”

The Snapper hesitated, before nodding heavily. It would take him a while to realize the limits that once held his body down no longer existed. Death rose, leaving the shell of the Snapper behind to focus his attention on his new friend.

“Will it be a long journey?” The Snapper asked, brightening quite a bit. Death smiled slightly as he saw the Snapper realize he could walk without pain.

“Do you want it to be?” Death asked. The Snapper bowed his head in thought.

Time, such a simple little thing that meant so little to him. Death came from nothing, and one day he would return to nothing, if there was someone more suitable meant for the job. The Snapper looked up at Death with a smile, one of familiarity and understanding.

“I think I could go with one more journey, if I have the company with me.” The Snapper’s smile didn’t fade as they walked together.

“Company is something you will always have now, my friend.”

Nothing, truly, could stop Death from taking however long he needed to make sure that another dragon got to where they needed to be. If a journey across Sorienth was what was needed, then so be it. The world could wait, for one last journey.

Every Story Must End
Years and years later, when Death had a family of his own, and a mate of his own, who did not realize how much time he truly spent making sure dragons had a safe journey to their home, he thought of that Snapper, and the Spiral, who made such differences in a small amount of time. The thoughts of them would consume him, posing a simple, yet unanswerable question.

Who would be there to see him off when the time came?

“What’re you thinking about so hard?” Despair asked him, breaking Death away from his thoughts. He looked up at his mate, offering her a reassuring smile.

“Nothing important.” Death answered. Despair accepted the answer, and left Death to his thoughts. Nothing would come of him constantly thinking of what would happen when it was his own time. Nothing good at all.

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