Death keeps trying to explain that they're messing with things far beyond their control, but they won't listen.

Collector: just leave them alone, especially inkmatas. She's been through a lot.

Him: The difficulties they had in reviving them, it was me

You see *looks at his scythe* this scythe can rip out souls from bodies, and if i wanted to, i wouldn't hesitate to grab back what i lost

You know I'm the Reaper of this world

About the holy plain? Why should i care, i only care about the souls going to the Afterlife, not where the souls go

collector: then why would you care if they go BACK?

they were already in the afterlife, and therefore not your problem anymore.

*he spins his scythe and points it at Collector*
Him: I do not like my things getting taken away from me, i guard the Afterlife, every soul is my property once it enters the Afterlife, and my sons do the same, the reap souls and guide them to the Afterlife

Bringing people back from the dead is already against all nature's laws, but... bringing them again away from the alive isn't

collector: i am a being you don't want to be enemies with. so if i see you anywhere near the inklas i will make you regret it.

it doesn't matter how many tricks you have, because i have better ones.

*you see the scythe emanating souls*

Him: How curious is it not? You have been escaping me for soooo long

What is your secret that never makes you die? Is it power? Is it determination? Or is it pure luck?

I may be some ashen bones, but i can put up a fight

collector: i don't know how i've lived this long, and honestly...

*he pulls out his sword*

... i don't care.

Him: Even if i were to reap your soul, it would have nowhere to go, souls like yours aren't like others, they dont die, the dont give up

I've killed many Gods in the past, one harder than the other, but one thing was common, their souls would just attach themselves to the nearest living being in the area

So here's a challenge, how long can you survive while your heart fights back? *He points his scythe towards the collector's chest*
*Suddenly a beam of light scourges between the two*

*And there he was, Conquest*

Him: What are you doing brother

Conquest: Are you serious? This guy? Couldn't you have chosen a better person to talk to in that way?

Collector: great. There's two of them now.

*him and Conquest argue*

401: YOU CAN REVIVE PEOPLE???????? TEACH ME

Collector: you're just gonna revive someone to kill them over and over. I just know it.

buh
buh
buh my
buh my dad and lil bro DDDDDD:

Collector: ask Peyton.

Death: you don't understand...
People are not meant to mess around with this stuff. That's why we send unholy sorcerers to the Unholy Plane of the Afterlife.

Collector: and what about unholy sorcerers who use their magic for good? Or are you so narrow minded that you don't think that far.

ong tho

Chain

I’d say something but I’m not some unfunny fun stream user who cries over a chain breaking.

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Death: you don't understand...
People are not meant to mess around with this stuff. That's why we send unholy sorcerers to the Unholy Plane of the Afterlife.

Peyton: YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH I SACRIFICED FOR MY FAMILY!!!