Ah. The sound of the whip cracks once again while I sit here in my prison. That sound keeps reoccuring everyday I'm here in the Reaper's Rodrium, or the Reaper's Prison if you didn't know. It's funny how a life, or the half life, of a Reaper can be destroyed in several short months.
I guess I should introduce myself. I am Zeifer Striker, Prince of Reaperhan, or at least I used to be before I rebelled against my father, the Grim Reaper. You see, I am half reaper and half human, giving me great strength. I trained for years with the Royal Guards and honed my skills. Then at age 16, I rebelled against my father, although it was teenage rebellion. I ran away to Hell City where I met a girl, Chandler.
She was special to me. We met in Hell City and shared stories, when harpies attacked us. We defeated them easily, making us an unstopable team. Did I mention she was a vampire and the Devil's daughter. She, too, rebelled against her father in teenage rebellion. Our fathers eventually caught us and tore us apart for a time.
1 year would pass until I saw here again, but not the way I wanted to. You see, as a punishment for running away they were going to just ground us or something but they saw how good we were together and decided it was time to join vampire and reapers into one civilization, through us. When Chandler and I found out we were devastated. We barely knew each other, although we wanted to learn more about each other. We begged to not be wed but it was in vain. We wed a year after we met each other in Hell City.
We were miserable. We had problems because we created them so that maybe they would seperate us but to no avail. After a while, we got fed up over the whole thing and went to the overlords of both nations, the Chernabog and Vampire Queen. We eventually convinced them to divorce us and Chandler and I talked for about 3 months.
Then we learned something we weren't ready for. Our fathers, working together, decided to take over all the worlds. We couldn't let that happen so we rebelled against them. That is were our problems worsened...
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NOT A JOURNAL! MORE OF A STORY FOR WHEN IM BORED AND THERES BOTHING BETTER TO DO!
Technically the title explains this... >.>
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