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Damien being told not to keep her waiting, such a feisty girl he smiled looking at the oncoming traffic. so many to deal with, Damien's reiatsu shot out using so much power that well those weak began to fall over. It was a buzzing sound that went through the air, he did something that saw this army beginning to topple over. If something amazing could happen, he just knocked fear the fuck out. Damien swung his sword with strength sending fire over those falling, he covered half the battlefield with a single swing. He wasn't the regular man you wanted to fight at this point. Damien knew war, he smiled walking forward not bothered by this. His weapon not even within shikai and could create such massive damage that enemies fled in terror from him.Fear was starting to look pretty fearful in his eyes, they were starting to get the pecking order. Damien knocked away the scythe as though a simple toy, but then something happened. He vanished, his speed wasn't what one would expect. Cuts started to appear on the field of fear, slicing them all over. The one with the scythe was cut into so many pieces that let's just say he'd not be coming back.

Damien the swordsman of the family long since forgotten, he took a different stance. When lighting shot out of his sword, arcing out and going through the remaining units. He could command fire, control wind and lighting like toys. This man was fierce and somethings remained hidden about him. He put the sword on his shoulder walking away, leaving burning fear and bodies everywhere. Their wasn't much left. He turned before jumping in after giving a swing of his sword, that sent so much fire out that the whole field was covered in the flames.

"Sorry if I kept you waiting love, they and I had a disagreement." That was putting it mildly, leaving him alone on a field was bad. He could do massive damage when not worrying about other people. Damien hadn't tried thinking about other things here. She'd helped him a big deal now, perhaps this Fairy Tale ending was one he could follow without much trouble. Wait till she saw his inner world and met Akagami, they'd pry get along to some degree. However, he smiled a bit getting ready to fight again. He'd used only three of his stances yet, not even tapping into the powers that were. Damien had so many skills that people often would over look, his swordsmanship was considered something his clan called godlike.

Those eyes that saw through everything, looked on now. "So..come and die beastie..She won't be alone any longer..that much is certain." Damien had proven his metal several times now, fighting against odds that were well less then ideal at times. He lost his arm as a child and was reborn a man because of it. If he had his powerful left arm now, he would be twice as strong. Some people in his clan claimed that with it, he became almost a godlike being that wasn't someone fighting could be considered wise by any means.

Damien pointed his sword out, waiting for the next challenge. He was ready, something about him seemed somewhat eager to fight now.

fear, knew it finally would be destroyed, but it had one last trick against this foe. Something that hopefully would stop the person in their tracks. Something obscene something ready to be brought to light. Something that was sick, horrendous and traumatic. It was a abomenation of fear, something that never should have existed, but it did. Something dark and dangerous.. Something truely. . untamed and wild, ready to do its worst. .it would die here, but hopefully it could cause one last wound to the woman that had over come it. . that was destroying. . everything she held close to her . . .
It would be hard, but not impossible the monster thought, as it changed into the form of magnolia, looking like her. Only it was malicious and it spoke. . . its voice had a odd power.. like the world had no meaning to it. .it was something that would have eventually died. It was only a shadow of the person.. the person that had given birth to it.

This is why when it spoke now, it sounded like nothing, it was sure of its death. But in this last act it hoped to make something like hate disrupt the pair, to put a knife in the gearwork of this fairytale that had sprouted from nothing. From thin air, as two people had just been in the right place in the right time. . Just a coincidence, something that was horrifying but at the same time, it was like fear knew. One day the girl would have learned and found a way. .to stop.. this fear to make it chance to have it take center stage. . This is why fear spoke the truth not whispers of what could be. . it was after all just a manifestation of years of suffering. Why should it lie? Why should it have succumbed to such vile acts. The best fear was the truth, because it was the fear that you could not ignore. . .

For this very reason it spoke, standing using its tantalizing way with words. Its for that reason that it had been locked up in the cage for so long, it had ammased in the reishi, It had been made from the overwhelming fear of the lone girl, it would not be forgotten. . that much it was going to make sure of, it felt nothing. It was merely a shell a vessel holding a idea, a idea that was universal, but at the same time. . . just that an idea. Something washed up, something gone ending in the rain.. something that budded from the unknown. What a better place then the unknown would breed such fear?.. In a world that was a lone pillared street, full of unknown in its eternity. Fear was everywhere.. it was a fact something to admit . .

This is why fear, for once swallowed pride it swallowed malice. It had no emotions to begin with, it just was a instinct a thing as old as life itself, it was the boogyman under a kids bed, or the dark to those in the middle ages. It was the tingling crawling cold one felt alone in a big space. It was manythings.. it was something that the world would have been better without. It had no sentiment, it broke it destroyed, it wedged ajar. It ended so manythings.. yet even fear had a purpose. a reason. . Which is why it was speaking now. . It spoke the truth, it laid out what it knew. To sew the seed of doubt, to keep fear alive. . it would do this last act.. one last parley.

What it spoke, was indifferent, but at the same time, each word had the punch of the truth. It was honest and sincere the words would be strangely monotone, yet full of volume and tones, of many voices. Fear was many things many people, many ages. Many times, many religions many cultures, many planets, many realities, many planes. It was fear . . Which is why its voice was so.. frightening it still though spoke. . and here is what it said.

"You think you can save her? You know nothing about her, while you will wither and die, she will stay the same. One day you will even die, and she will be here. Why do you want to help her? What are you gaining from this. . . She is broken, you know so little about her. Her past, and the eternity she lives in; did you know, she wanted to die its always been her wish.

You think you would love her if you knew, her life as a human was burning to death in her mothers womb? Would you love her if you knew, she came her running from her kin because she thought.. not such a thing could exist? Would you love her , if you knew the cold black ice that settled in her heart?.. Would you love her if she looked at you with a hole in her chest, and kept speaking? Would you love her, if you found out she was a monster? Me and her, are not as different as you think. She is far from weak, in many ways. . i am a better being then she is. Would you love her if you knew her past, if you knew that, her first love.. and a crush that will never go away, was still alive ? Would you love her, enough to grant her wish of death? I may be a monster, but i know her better then you.

Do you think she ever wants to go back to that hospital room? Would you think she would be happy, prisoner in that room again? Would you love her enough, to release her from this world . . To save her? Do you think she loves you eternally, i am her, i know her better then you ever will, so would you love her, even if she is using you to fill the void? Would you love her if you knew, that she is something you will never obtain? How do you grasp a flower that never wilts? How do you love something for eternity? Eventually you will die, and she will be alone again.. do you want her to be more broken? The greatest act of love, would be to kill her.

How would you feel, if you where born to die?. . You don't know her mother, you don't know her.. you don't owe her everything, or anything. . If you don't beleive me, let me show you one last thing, for i am her, and she is me.. i am her fear her emotions, if you think you know her.. WATCH! LIVE AS SHE DID "

it said, as the inner world shifted, mimicing the day of her birth, the day she was born there was a flame on that day. . The sky was red, it was a dark day, fear showed the man, a women who had been drug, Pregnate, by soliders, a pyre was erect in the middle of a circle and the women was crying, her sobs being those of someone who knew she would die, but.. she pleaded still "Let my baby live, my baby!" One of the guards, kicked the women, in the face brutally causing blood to be drawn her nose broken. He spat on her face and said in an ancient language "Shut up your child is the devils own, it does not deserve to live, it will die with you" The woman sobbed, the woman cried, as she was tied to the steak, and a nail was pulled up, a nail that had pushed into the mothers belly being hammered into the unborn child, killing it. . In the moments of life living to die, though they would watch the mother burn, she said nothing. . She stared dejectedly at the sky. . as she burned, living months as she did. She looked at the sky, and finally months later whisepered . ."Baby i know you are in a better place.. but.. i can't join you.. im sorry"

It was in that moment the womans eyes where full of tears, full of emotion, full of a serenity even though she was nothing more then a half baked corpse, her jaw whispered. Possed? Maybe, but this was the last word uttered from the mother . . it was these words which died on her lips, "..I love you".. these words where lost in the fire.. as the woman, finally crumbled to ash, the moment the ash dispersed, no one was there to see the brave woman die.. no one would miss or mourne her.. It was life .. it was her mothers death..

But fear kept out.. the good times, images flashed , of her waking up as a shinigami. . . already aged she had been awoken by a man.. a man known as toshiro.. and the moment was marked in blood, a crimson splash of blood, a blade running her through, but even fear manipulated this, to make the blade appear to hit her left lung.. memories .. where easy .. to alter when being veiwed for the first time.. it was only minor editing.. but blood ran down.. there was no meeting in this version of magnolia's history.. it showed her pain.. her unconievable guilt. . the crushing sadness. as she had been put on a hospital bed.. for so long. .it was a feeling that , remained in the gloomy atmosphere, but it was all the truth, minor editoration. but mostly the truth. . it was everything.. years passed by in mere seconds.. and her crying sitting on a hospital bed.. showed most of it. . .

Slowly the flash back would come to close.. they did of course.. but that second.. lasted an eternity.. for the veiwer.. and fear spoke once more..

"She was born in death.. she has endured.. so much.. How could you ever patch that wound? Would you love her enough. .to give her the sleep she deserves?.. Would you love her enough to kill her for only death will release her.. from agony.. This is all i wanted to tell you.. i am fear, but i am also her.. i was formed from her fear.. the desire to die to faid from this world. Can you do it? Can you fill that desire?..

With this said fear opened its arms wide and spoke.. "Kill me i am just a idea.. go on.. but remember.. what i told you i am fear, but i am truth, for the greatest fear, comes from the truth.. "

Now.. it was time to see what happened next..

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Damien's form was covered in fog as his figure got more easily viewed now. His lips curved into a grin, his eyes of coal staring at the abomination now as he spoke. This would be one of most likely his better speeches. His eyes focused in on that fear, ugly thing was hard to stomach now he smirked and grinned as he returned it to his shoulder now, glancing at the fear deciding on the answer as he began walking. Fear could not die, but their was another choice. One that people didn't find often, one could embrace their fear and show it courage.

"It matters not, her past is of no importance to me, this day and this moment are all that matters. I will not strike you down, for you are her..I will embrace you with courage, show you the key to destroying you..Courage is what brings about an end, fear allows it. I feel fear, as do you and all others." Damien's body was growing hard as he went into the defensive stance now walking forward. Before vanishing before the creature, he laced an arm around it's hip pulling it into a hug now as he spoke into it's ear now. His eyes remaining so calmly focused as he seemed to of read each movement and situation. Damien could feel the vibe from this creature. This was his mercy, his courage showing it that the truth was it didn't scare him or anyone. This was but the past, something to be learned from otherwise people would become weak. Fear is something he didn't know, not till he lost his arm and understood that fear goes along with courage.

"True Courage will over come fear, if you doubt this then you doubt yourself. For Fear is where Courage is born, I will embrace her for what she is. Not for what she was, for they are two very different things. I embrace you as part of her, she may be frightened. But she will always have my courage and strength with her, you shall as well. "

Damien waited for the creatures response, anything it tried to do though would pry end in it's death. Because from this hug Damien could easily of beheaded and killed the thing, his sword arm was that strong. Now fear had been embraced to give rise to courage.

Fear had not done anything, but what was done was many times worse . . . the ground shook, as fear hugged back, allowing all its energy to focus into a ravaging blow to the chest, due to the closeness and the speed of it there was not even a second of time to react, the result was near instantaneous, it also had a lot of power, many times over the strength of the power that was seen previously on the outside. It was quick concise and extremely potent. Of course there was something more to be had here, it was not from only speed but from the power, the raw intent of it. This attack would be able to incinerate someone on even magnolia's level, doing so with probably a good deal of ease. This was why when the spike occurred it shot outwards and would rip through the males body avoiding the heart but if it hit it would be more then enough damage to "Mimic" Death, and fear put its all into this.

The speed the ferocity even the power of it, all of it was well . . staggering and dangerous, being able to punch through it had more or less caused for a good deal of damage to be done,as repetitive as that sounded that's what happened. Of course after that there was the initial shock wave, which radiated outwards well over the size of a mile, it was of course something that was dangerous and even you could say insane. It would wipe out a good deal of the inner world, and would do so fairly quick, 2-3 seconds perhaps? Well.. what ever the case was the damage would be absolutely terrifying and. . extremely hard to avoid.

Miss or hit? This attack would cause probably a severe deal of damage, and other then that?. . It would cause a wide spread amount of damage as well.