A/N: First Soul Eater fic! Originally this was going to be a crossover with a similar-themed anime with pairs and keeping a calm mind stuff, but I decided against it. This has no correlation with the timeline of the canon manga and instead, deviates far from it in terms of Kishin issues and time (seeing as this is probably taking place in the future).
So excuse any inconsistencies that you may find, thanks! I hope you enjoy the prologue~ I don't own any of these characters, except for my OCs!
FULL SUMMARY: Another Kishin sounds like a terrifying burden to the newest generation. However, the psychic doctor of Shibusen predicts that the Kishin will come very shortly, guarded by a very powerful being. True to the prophecy, they arrive, but it's absolutely impossible. The Kishin takes the form of a small, growth-stunted girl of 11 years old and the all-powerful guardian is a thin, almost sickly teenaged boy. In a last effort, the Shinigami hopes that growing the two in a safe, closed environment will perhaps deter the growth of the Kishin… However, he doesn't account the hordes of witches and corrupted humans that try to taint the innocent soul of the under-developed Kishin.
It was entirely unexpected.
Not even Shinigami-sama could figure out the mystery.
The head doctor that replaced Stein, named Risket, was also a psychic that, in a session with a student with a broken arm, suddenly convulsed and fell into a vision. In that vision, he saw burning buildings and blood-covered roads, bodies piled one over another as mayhem blossomed like weeds. He saw the madness created by a Kishin if it were to rule.
When he came to, the only thing he remembered was a deep voice proclaiming that The time has arrived for the new strain of Kishin to emerge. It shall appear in due time, accompanied by a guardian to fuel the madness breeding in this chaotic world.
To say the least, Risket was afraid.
He went straight to Shinigami-sama, obviously leaving the injured student completely confused as to why he suddenly blanked out then ran out of the room, and told the Death God of what he had just witnessed.
Shinigami-sama was dreadfully surprised at the news.
He had dropped his mandolin (shattered it too) and began to make preparations, gathering all his most powerful Meisters and Weapons and Death Scythes, or anyone that could fight. He had to be prepared for the arrival of this strange, new Kishin that the reliable Risket had predicted.
Surely, it would be something terrifying, maybe a tentacle monster or just a big picture of Justin B****, a famous idol circulating Death City.
Shinigami-sama shook his head, and just as he did, a loud explosion rocked the very foundation of Shibusen. Looking out the window at the courtyard, he could clearly see a milky translucent, egg-shaped container. It looked so similar to the First Kishin's container that the Death God nearly fainted.
But he was Death himself and he couldn't, even if he wanted to for dramatic effect.
But the single, vertical eye made Death's spine shiver involuntarily. If his students couldn't kill it, he would have to step in.
However, the Kishin didn't emerge.
At least, what he thought was the Kishin didn't emerge.
The egg-like structure peeled away, steam surrounding the area and obscuring the sight from Shinigami-sama. He didn't hear screams and he didn't see bloody bodies, so he assumed everything was fine. And everything was fine.
What he was looking at was a pair of children, maybe. A small girl, too frail to possibly become a Kishin, barefoot and pale as a newborn spirit. Around her was an older boy, maybe a teenager but maybe a child. He was equally sleeping, unaware of the curious pairs of eyes analyzing him and the girl.
It was nearly impossible for the two to be the fated destruction of the world.
But the nagging feeling in Shinigami-sama's subconscious never faded, and he took that to heart.
They looked peaceful enough. They looked untainted and innocent. Perhaps the new strain of Kishin was pure unless dropped into corrupted lands.
Shinigami-sama knew that Shibusen would surely provide a safe and pure environment so that the Kishin would never be born evil and insane.
So that the world would thrive and not meet the doom that awaited it in Risket's vision.
Alright! So I'll be needing some OCs for this story to work out, just to involve the readers in this story~
Preferably, I want 6-7 pairs of meister/weapons, 3 main antagonist witches (maybe 1-2 allied witches), and a couple staff members! Greatly appreciated!
There are some rules, like no ridiculously OP Mary Sues/Gary Stus, or some unexplained Sue-woke qualities. They cannot be related to the canon characters, unfortunately. Be warned, as I may tweak your characters to better fit my writing style/make them less weird and fit more into the story.
With that, here are the forms! (You can submit more than one OC!) 8) I will take as either PMs or reviews, but PMs are preferred.
Meister/Weapon Form:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexual Orientation:
Weapon/Meister:
If Meister, what other battle skills used besides wielding Weapon/fighting style:
If Weapon, abilities/skills and Soul Resonance form: (this should be fairly long and descriptive, kthx)
Personality: (long and delicious, pls)
Appearance:
Standard clothing:
Formal:
Sleepwear:
Swimwear:
Past: (long and delicious, pls)
Partner Type: (what do they look for in a person?)
Likes:
Dislikes:
Job: (optional)
Soul Appearance:
Misc. Info:
Witch Form:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexual Orientation:
Affiliation with Shibusen: (enemy or ally?)
Personality:
Appearance:
Clothing:
Magic Type: (long and descriptive of attacks, thanks)
Strategy/Fighting Style:
Witch Animal:
Past:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Soul Appearance:
Misc. Info:
Staff Form:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexual Orientation:
Type: (Death Scythe, Weapon, Meister, etc.)
Job: (what are they in Shibusen? Assistant doctor, professor, etc.)
Personality:
Appearance:
Standard clothing:
Formal:
Past:
Partner Type:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Soul Appearance:
Misc. Info:
I absolutely love reviews! Gimme, gimme, and hopefully I'll get the next chapters churning out as I receive OCs! :)
-Vis
