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Let the bodies hit the floor
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Category:
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
562
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Let the bodies hit the floor
Her dark hair flowed freely about her head. The kimono that was once white as pure snow was painted with the blood of her victims, her face a bloody mask of war. Her dark eyes promised death to all that crossed her. None would be allowed to live. Suddenly she was a hurricane, chaotic and unstoppable.
She never stopped. Not until the dull sound of the last body hitting the floor faded away into a distant echo. She revelled in the sight and smell of blood. Until everything she saw was painted in a dark red hue. Faster and faster, slicing through skin, blood and flesh until it rained from the heavens. Feeding the ground with the lives of thousands.
She was a warrior, a goddess of the battlefield and none could stand against her. A few tried to run from here but she hunted them down with swift efficiency. None would be allowed to live.
Entire village’s had gone before this one. And many would fall yet. They had disrupted the balance and she had come to dispense divine retribution. Every man woman and child would be slaughtered until her bloodlust was sated. There was little hope of that happening soon however.
She moved from house to house, killing women hiding in corners, pleading for their children’s lives before killing the children as well. They had been warned and in their pride they had ignored their warning. It was to late for mercy now. They would pay for their arrogance. She was Shinigami.
She never stopped. Not until the dull sound of the last body hitting the floor faded away into a distant echo. She revelled in the sight and smell of blood. Until everything she saw was painted in a dark red hue. Faster and faster, slicing through skin, blood and flesh until it rained from the heavens. Feeding the ground with the lives of thousands.
She was a warrior, a goddess of the battlefield and none could stand against her. A few tried to run from here but she hunted them down with swift efficiency. None would be allowed to live.
Entire village’s had gone before this one. And many would fall yet. They had disrupted the balance and she had come to dispense divine retribution. Every man woman and child would be slaughtered until her bloodlust was sated. There was little hope of that happening soon however.
She moved from house to house, killing women hiding in corners, pleading for their children’s lives before killing the children as well. They had been warned and in their pride they had ignored their warning. It was to late for mercy now. They would pay for their arrogance. She was Shinigami.