Rebena te Ra

“A lost insect wandered into the web of the spider…” the voice would echo out before breaking into a malicious laughter, each syllable echoing in the chamber and seemingly being directed at Kimlee herself. The experience, in her frightened state, would likely bring even more tears from her eyes and make her already dire situation worse.

“But you have the stink of magic upon you… Yes, I can sense that you have died before. Are you here to join me, little insect? No… No… That magic… It reminds me of… Of…” He began, before stopping and almost sniffing the air - almost instantly he was gone, a mere blue of shadows, before he reappeared directly in front of Kimlee, starting directly at her. The look of contented malice that he had worn before was very much gone, replaced with fury.

“Her. Rinkoo brought you back and you dare step in MY REALM?” The Ghost King screeched, the aura of malice quickly being replaced by one of anger unlike anything Kimlee had experienced in her life. Rage was something that only grew over time, like a twisted and gnarled root, deep within the psyche. After the Ghost King’s millennia of time holding on to rage, it had grown into a veritable thicket inside his very being, ready to burst out and engulf the world at the slightest mention.

The Ghost King raised his hand, as if to strike Kimlee with the full force of his magic, but suddenly stopped - as if suppressing his rage - though the chains that bound her began to tighten, cutting not into her flesh, but into her soul. The pain would be severe, and it would only grow as the Ghost King started to speak again, lowering his voice back to the cool, malicious tone it normally took.

“Such transgressions must be punished, my little insect… But I will redeem you and set you free from Rebena if you do one little thing for me. I want you to find what the one you call Night is looking for, a tree deep within the Garden of Souls… And when you reach that tree, my little insect, I want you to call for me. You will offer up the body of another for me to inhabit and I will return you…” He began, before snapping his fingers. The chains wrapped around Kimlee’s body would immediately tighten and drag Kimlee to the ground, though her soul would remain very much standing and free of both her body and the chains.

“… To your body, and you will be free to leave. In fact, if you so choose, I will permanently separate you from your body and teach you the ways of the Ghosts… But something tells me that Eien will miss you, my little insect, so do hurry with your decision. I will not be generous for long.”

Kimlee

At this point, Kimlee's fate was a game. She absorbed the Ghost King's words with surprising calm - a serenity that had rarely graced her since her disappearance months ago. Her body was no longer slack and lifeless, but had a calm vigor to it as she pulled slightly against the chains, even with the ferocity of the pain the Ghost King was inflicting on her - unperturbed by the later separation of her physical body with her soul.

"And you dare tell me what to do..." she responded, her voice matching his strength, "Ghost?" The latter was complete derision - Kimlee, against common sense, mocked the Ghost King. "I have experienced what you fear most and have returned from it. Do not talk down to me." Kimlee's eyes were fierce and unmoving as they stared down the Ghost King, ensuring he absorbed her words as well as she had absorbed his.

"I will not kill for you," Kimlee responded, equally cold, pointing her right finger at him, the transparency strangely liberating. "At this point, I suspect you need me for something. And if you know my brother, my disappearance will send him down a warpath - a warpath to destroy you should anything happen to me. Gishiki can be a bitch, can't it?" She smiled at him.

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“You may called me Yaves, though that name will mean nothing to you, my little insect… But it is a shame you have chosen to test my generosity. I need only your body, but it seems her ideals have rubbed off on you. How noble.” the Ghost King retorted, bellowing with the same malicious laugh as he had before. With a simple snap of his fingers, Kimlee would find her connection to her body completely gone, and the sensation of its flesh would leave her memory almost instantly. She would feel cold, and alone, but the feeling of liberation that she had felt earlier would stay with her. The Ghost King might have killed her flesh, but he was, for some reason known only to him, keeping her spirit very much real. She was now a Ghost, much like him.

“Have a taste of my power, my little insect… I’m sure you’re familiar with the Eldritch Chains that Ghost-type Natrelmon use, yes? That power is now yours - a gift to help you accommodate your new form. You may leave my mausoleum, now. I will be taking your body for a ride.” He added, dismissing the Eldritch Chains blocking the door as Kimlee’s body rose up, as if it were alive and well again.

“You can gather your friends, my little insect, and guide them to the Garden. As a Ghost, my mist will not affect you unless I will it.”

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Eien

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