Knight Reaper

The Grand Entry

Chapter 1

The council of the 7 Reapers carries on as the NuBorn member Azareal is caught in "Manipulation" (when a member persuades the living to die or dead to rise to gain their soul to strengthen the user's abilities, magic, and enchantments). Azareal has the 4th Mark of the Seeker and if found guilty, this would be his 5th mark.

5 strikes create a stroke, or a Raven's Scar, bonding the eye with the Seeker. If your eyes are marked, you are no longer in control of what you see and do at any given time.

The Tribunal room is a massive room with huge statues and gorgeous gargoyles everywhere looking down. If you look closely, you will see these are not statues but demons watching over the Reapers.

One massive throne sits above two stepped tiers in this room. Vernal stands by his throne and the Ferals on the tier below him are in formation looking down at the last tier where the NuBorn Azareal faces judgment.

Vernal: "You are such a wretched fool Azareal. I wish you would be understanding of these ways. This is the natural order of things. The reason for our existence and why we serve."

Azareal: "These deaths rest on your hands. I merely search for the disease and devour it. We existed and died. I was a man before a servant of a pathetic being who doesn't have the fortitude to do what's necessary. A whore who misuses her eyes and a boy that can't handle me."

Vernal: "Az, watch your tongue. You are a guide of the damned and the handler of the recently departed. To go out into Limbo searching, judging, and trialing people is not your concern nor should you let it consume your thoughts as it will infuriate the Mighty, as well as the Ferals and most importantly ME! "

Azareal: "Because he wants no one to challenge him. He wants no one to overthrow what we can comprehend. That's why there are all these rules, structures, and ordinances to power. He doesn't want the throne to crumble, wither and fade."

Vernal turns in disgust and slams his scythe on the floor to create order.

Loud echoing

"That's Enough Azareal," Vernal says deeply.

The Ferals all turn and put their heads down.

Vernal: "I will not listen to this again. You have 4 marks before this Az. We know and see what you are doing. These predictions are too transparent. It baffles me that you would think this is a way to handle yourself as if the Seeker sees nothing and we know nothing. What makes you think there are no consequences for your actions? As these burdens you carry will be part of your damnation... I know this, I see this, and I predict this because I will be your Kaishakuian. I promise you that. I would take sweet pleasure in sending you to your personal hell. Right into the void."

Azareal: "You have so much passion for hatred when you only see what you could never embody. You are a failure in death as you were in life. Living in the careless faults of my shadows, benefiting from what was never yours to begin with, and taking what you felt you deserved but never truly earned.Weak feeble-minded soul."

Vernal becomes enraged pulling back his cloak as he shows and shines his armor. Visibly seeing all his enchantments. When fully exposed, a Reaper is expressing his power to the opposition by channeling the power of all their magic.

He dashes towards Azareal using vapor magic. He moves as a tidal wave lifting him and transforming his legs into the current. In the blink of an eye, he draws his scythe. Azareal tries to draw his scythe but Vernal is holding the draw with gradient magic. Azareal tried to dash back but it was too late. Vernal's scythe has pierced his armor. Breaking Azareal's chest armor, enchantments, and hexes leaves him vulnerable to wounds. He begins to bleed immensely. Azareal falls to one knee dropping his scythe. He lifts his helm and begins to cough up blood.