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It is said that when the world began, there were two ultimate beings that ruled over everything—the plants, the animals, even the humans lived in harmony under them. They were called Life and Death, Sanity and Madness. A God of Death and a Goddess of Life. A Shinigami and, less commonly known now, an Inochigami. Two separate beings that could not live without each other.

However, fate did not favor them to reign together in eternity. Eight hundred years ago, a witch who called herself the Spider Queen used the power of the sixth incarnations of the gods, Lord Death and Ikiru. With the destruction of Death and Madness of Life, she created demonic weapons of insanity and devastation. With her army, the Spider Queen tried to overthrow the gods.

It is untold what happened during the time of war, however, I know how it ended. Ikiru, the beautiful wolf goddess of Life itself, decided her Madness could no longer be in the world. Lord Death took her responsibilities upon himself—something no one had ever done for the Inochingami before. Ikiru left. Death was sad, but he promised her and himself that he would continue the world as if she never was.

Tracing the depths of my memories,

I fasten together my crumbling heart, no place left to go

Come here once again and

Take my hand, take me away to the ends of eternity

Dashing forward, I find a way to know the

Future. Time races ahead and

I see tomorrow, but

I cannot hide my heart now fraught with anxiety.

My thoughts I release in a rasping voice

Disappear into an unreachable void; I cannot grasp the heart.

Return the memories I've captured in my eyes,

Believe one day in the future we'll meet again!

The sun was burning hot as it shone, laughing, over a small Japanese village. The fields of the village, ripe with rice and other food, were surprisingly empty. At this hour, the citizens of the village would rush to gather and harvest as much food as they could, but all was silent. It was as if this was a ghost town. There was no mistaking it. A Kishin was terrorizing the village.

"At last," a voice called into the valley.

That voice belongs to none other than Death the Kid, the son of Death himself. The teen was currently flying over the small town on his hovering skateboard, his two weapons in hand.

"Hey, Kid," the eldest of his weapons, Liz, said. "Where is everyone? There's plenty of food to harvest, so why aren't they off their lazy butts?"

"For starters, a Kishin egg has been running them off," Kid replied. "Several people have been killed whenever they go near the fields; it seems this Kishin wants them to himself. People have died as a result, and several fields destroyed."

"A Kishin with an interest in food?" Liz questioned. "Don't they usually eat just souls?"

"He must be a big eater," Patti giggled. Kid narrowed his eyes.

"This isn't like what we're used to fighting," Kid warned in a serious tone. The other two turned to look at him. "Father told me that this particular Kishin… was born from an animal's soul."

"An animal?" Liz echoed.

"It hasn't been heard of," Kid continued. "Animals don't perceive Madness the same way that humans do. They are, to say… accustomed to it. You're as surprised as I am. Anyway, keep on guard and stay in weapon form; we don't know what we're up against."

Evil Brewing; A Kishin Egg Formed From a Wolf's Soul?

Kid landed his skateboard at the edge of the village, facing the dark, creepy forest. The trees were too thick to fly through, so he'd just have to proceed on foot. He began searching the forest for any sign of distress. There were no markings on the trees, no prints in the dirt, nothing even slightly out of place.

"That's weird," Kid muttered as he walked along. "All the animals are gone."

He looked down at the ground. Next to his feet in a patch of dry leaves was a bloody paw print—clearly of the wolf or dog family. He stared at the print more intensely, recognizing traces of black blood on the foliage as well. Now he knew he was in the right place. He turned when he heard a low growl sound behind him. He aimed his weapons skillfully, waiting for the monster to show itself.

The beast stepped into the light, snarling viciously. Kid gasped. It was a large, black, mutated wolf-dog. It was abnormally large, its tail dripping with black blood. The Kishin snarled aggressively and curled its tail at an unnatural position. The black blood at the tip stiffened and slashed at Kid like a blade. The boy dodged the attack and opened fire at his target.

"Kid, focus!" Liz snapped as the blood slicer hit Kid. Kid was repelled roughly against a thick tree trunk. After sliding to the ground, Kid groaned and swayed to his feet.

"Are you okay?"

"Fine," Kid lied, preparing himself to fight again. His vision blurred slightly, and he shook his head once. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a white flash. He lost his concentration completely as he stared at the white entity in a daze. Three white wolves, one with a flaming disk and red markings on hers back, were running through the trees. Not even Liz's voice could snap him out of his trance. Everything seemed to move silently and slowly up until that moment.

The Kishin charged at him, bloody spikes being fired randomly and mercilessly in Kid's direction. He felt stabbing pain all over his body as he was thrown back again. Everything went black as he lost consciousness.

"Kid!" the girls shouted, transforming into human form to ensure that he was alright. He clearly wasn't.

"Patti," Liz barked.

"Right," her sister nodded somewhat seriously and transformed for her. Liz wasn't sure if she'd even be able to land a hit on the advancing monster; it was likely that they could die without Kid being able to help.

Suddenly, three white figures blurred before them, cutting into the Kishin and driving it away. They looked like the Japanese wolves that had been hunted down centuries ago, but that was impossible—all endangered species are on Stein's waiting-to-dissect list. Liz stared at them in disbelief. Were they trying to save them? She thought she caught a glimpse of a flaming shield in one wolf's mouth, but didn't get a good look before they were all out of sight. Liz and Patti stared after the four beings in shock, surprised, relieved, and extremely grateful to whomever it was that led it away. They didn't hesitate another second; they immediately turned to tend to their meister.

Soul Eater

Liz will never forget that moment. She, Patti, Blackstar, Tsubaki, Maka, and Soul had all gathered outside of the dispensary for what felt like hours. It was late at night, but when the others heard about what happened, they insisted upon coming to the DWMA. When Professor Stein came out of the room, he told them what everyone was afraid to hear.

"He'll live," Stein spoke quietly, lighting a cigarette as he did so. "His body was able to diffuse the black blood on contact. However, the trauma from the attack caused great damage to Kid's eyes. Death the Kid is permanently blind."

"What?" Liz asked. "No, that can't be right! Let us see him."

"Go ahead," Stein nodded to the infirmary door. "But I doubt you'll like what you see."

Inside, Kid was sitting up on one of the beds, staring ahead blankly. His golden eyes had dulled to a yellow-tinted grey. He looked up when he heard them, his eyes unfocused slightly as he searched for what he could no longer see.

"Kid?" Liz asked, unable to make her voice louder than a whisper. She collapsed to her knees in front of him, dipping her head in sorrow as she began to sob at his feet. "Kid, I'm so… I'm so sorry."

"Liz?" Kid asked, reaching out blindly to her. "Liz, what's wrong? Are you hurt? Did something happen to Patti? Talk to me! You're freaking me out, Liz…."

Liz got to her feet again and wrapped him in a tight hug of security. She hated herself for letting this happen. Kid hesitantly wrapped his arms around her as well. He was so scared and weak—it was pathetic. He was a grim reaper. He shouldn't be taken down by something this small.

Everyone was silent in a state of shock and disbelief. How could they grasp this? Their comrade, their friend, was blind? Forever? How would this affect Kid? Would he still be able to fight and, in the long run, surpass his father as the next Grim Reaper?

It will get better, I promise! I will post a couple more chapters today, just to make sure you get a clear view of the basic storyline of this first arc. I have composed this fanfiction to be the most epic I have ever written; all I need is a couple reviews to tell me how I'm doing. Thank you so much!

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