The footsteps get closer, until a figure steps out of the shadows. A pale, gaunt young man, dressed all in black... wearing a cloak, and holding a scyth-
...hey, wait a minute, this all sounds kinda familiar.
"...your body has not been properly laid to rest. Your afterlife... will not be a pleasant one."
The reaper looks grim. (pun not intended)
"...there is, however, a way to solve your problem."
"...if you do me a favor, and retrieve your body in the process, I will ensure you move on to the proper afterlife."
The reaper procures a lantern.
"...there are spirits in these woods that have resisted their deaths, and fled from the afterlife. They have forcibly revived themselves and taken the forms of foul monsters. I need you to go out and collect these spirits within this lantern."
The footsteps get closer, until a figure steps out of the shadows. A pale, gaunt young man, dressed all in black... wearing a cloak, and holding a scyth-
...hey, wait a minute, this all sounds kinda familiar.
The reaper shrugs.
"I do not decide when it is one's time. Look at yourself. You are already dead, I am merely here to take your spirit to the afterlife."
The reaper's words sort of make sense...
...you're light and glowing. You're a ghost, aren't you?
"...there are foul creatures in these woods. People that refused to accept their deaths and arose as monsters. They are likely responsible for your demise."
The reaper thinks for a moment.
"...I do not believe you were supposed to die here. So I will make a deal with you."
"...I will give you a temporary form, so that you may live again for a short while. You will go out into these woods, and retrieve the spirits of those who have fled death. If you do, and you manage to find your body while you are out there... I will bring you back to life."
"A child of reason, I see."
The reaper taps Bunii with his scythe. Their body starts to solidify, and they stop glowing and floating. The reaper then hands him a lantern.
"You will use this to contain the escaped spirits. I bid you good luck."
"I am the kitten that plays in the graveyard."
The shadow moves again. A pair of yellow, catlike eyes- though they're too big to belong to an actual cat- are seen piercing the fog.
"Who are you? Did the scythe man send you?"
"You're just a little kid... I doubt you know what you're doing."
A figure slowly pads its way out of the fog. They look almost like a human skeleton, but... they have distinctly cat-like paws, ears, and even a tail. Somehow, this skeletal catgirl still has long, silver hair and glowing yellow eyes.
The two of you continue on. As you walk, you can't help but feel watched. And you occasionally notice red lights that *might* be eyes in the shadows of the trees.
"...I think we're being hunted... there's a group of hunters that also fled death, and they tend to stalk people that enter their part of the woods..."
Eventually you reach a clearing- and the moment you do, people step out of the trees and surround you. There are six of them- all dressed like old-fashioned hunters... and from the looks of it, they're zombies. One of them steps forward.
"Halt, intruders!"
"A what? A rotting corpse that still manages to dress fashionably?"
The zombie laughs, his voice sounding cracked and ancient but still proud.
"I am Alaric, Lord of the Huntsmen! And an agent of Lady Death has tasked us with hunting you down and collecting your souls."
"That is exactly why we have been hired! You betrayed the reaper, and so he has hired us, the world's greatest hunters, to capture you. In return, he has promised to grant us freedom from Lady Death's influence."
Alaric chuckles.
"Of course you may run. There is no fun in simply defeating you. Though we no longer live, we still live for the thrill of the hunt! You may have a five minute head start to flee."
The hunters step back and wait. Kitten whimpers.
"L-let's hurry..."
Bunii: I do, but it only kills ink based creatures like me. *he pulls out his heavy splatling remix* (it's a weapon I can't put down it's my baby basically lmao)
“…those are the caves. They lead to the deepest part of the woods, but the wolf pack and their deranged leader have taken over. She’s… a cannibalistic werewolf.”
Kitten nods and dashes into the cave. The hunters follow, but stop at the entrance, seemingly afraid. Alaric steps forward.
"You think this is over, boy? We *will* catch you!"
Eventually you reach the source of the red light. It looks kind of like a summoning circle, surrounded by red candles. A figure kneels at the edge of the circle, facing away and murmuring to themselves.
You remember... you were running through the woods at night. Something was chasing you... then you tripped. All you remember after that is pain. You're standing exactly where you were when you remember tripping, but... you feel lighter. For some reason you can't help but think that you're glowing... and then you hear footsteps behind you.
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