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The Memory of Ice
Since my arrival in this new world, I have walked countless days in this snow-covered landscape in my search for the boy.
The freezing air of this land did not bother me in the slightest, for death brought no comfort of warmth in the reaping of lives as it was always cold in the end.
Although the cold brought me no discomfort, it did bring the boy discomfort.
During the season of winter, the boy would always wear more layer of human clothing to keep himself warm.
I wonder if the boy is cold now.
If he is in the frozen land, then he must be cold from this land's freezing environment.
But…knowing the boy, he would most likely be wearing thick clothing to keep himself warm.
But still…as I look around myself at my own surroundings.
The snow, the frosted trees, the freezing air that surrounded me only reminded me of one thing.
Ice.
Memories from the boy's replayed in my mind of times involving ice.
Ice was one of the many elements belonging to some of the spells the boy used.
Bufu, Mabufu, Bufula, Mabufula and so on the names of the ice spells the boy used.
But the strongest of them was Niflheim, the one ice spell that turn the entire battlefield into that of the freezing realm of the dead.
I still remember of times when the boy used such a spell in battle inside the cursed tower where the Dark Goddess's minions roam.
Her minions would be frozen in place as statues of ice as the boy and his companions would move forward and strike them down.
Of course, those were not the times I was needed, for ice was never my element.
No, ice was the element of the other personas that served the boy, it belongs to those of the Magician Arcana.
The first to be summoned from the Magician Arcana was that child…Jack Frost.
Although a persona of the ice element, Jack Frost was an annoyance to me.
Acted the same way his appearance showed him to be…a child.
While some of the boy's companions, mostly the shy one and the pink wearing one coddled him, I found him absolutely annoying.
Shortly after the boy awakened his power.
The world in his soul known as the Sea of Souls, the name given by the man of that blue room, my prison started to fill with the beings that came to serve him.
The first one to come was the one whose face matches the boy's.
Orpheus his name was, the first of the many servants to fight for the boy.
I was wary of him at first for he wore the same face as the boy.
But he soon proves to not be a threat to me.
For how could he be a threat to me if the both of us served the boy?
Regardless, I never truly saw Orpheus as a threat.
He was a singer for the people and the gods.
His body may be metallic, but that did not prove intimidating to me or the fact that his weapon is that instrument of his.
For how could a singer who only entertain others be a threat to a god like me?
Once he entered the Sea of Souls, the both of us kept to ourselves.
The both of us never once interacted with each other, nor did the both of us see any benefit in it.
Our purpose was to serve the boy as his mask, his weapons, and his shields, there was no benefit to obtain for it in our duties to the boy if we interacted with each other.
While I did nothing but watch the boy's life go on, Orpheus past the time playing his lyre.
Everyday in the void, his music would play melodies that soothes one's soul. Song after song that he played from his instrument, each one holding the same power too soothes one's distress into a calming manner.
I would never admit it, but I came to enjoy his music, I see now why the gods of his time came to enjoy it.
I believe that this is why Orpheus became the boy's first persona.
Like Orpheus, the boy enjoyed listening to music as well, it was the reprieve he ever had in his life before meeting his companions.
Our days in the Sea of Souls became a bit more peaceful, but that soon came to an end with the arrival of another servant of the boy.
The arrival of Jack Frost quickly ended the peaceful days of quiet in the Sea of Souls.
Reason being is that Jack Frost is a complete annoyance foremost of the time he spent inside the Sea of Souls.
Frost would always entertain himself by trying to annoy either me or Orpheus with his childish antics.
Much like how the cap wearing one that proclaims to the boy's closest friend is to the pink wearing one.
Both he and Jack Frost were an annoyance, but in time I came to tolerate their company even with Jack Frost childish antics, just as the boy grew accustom to the cap wearing one's antics.
I shook my head as I must remember not to forget my mission in this strange world.
Banishing the old memory away, I continued my journey in the search for the boy.
After some time, I soon came across a frozen lake.
Looking at the giant frozen pool of water, it soon reminded me of another memory of ice that came from the boy.
This time the memory involved the red-headed one.
Young like the boy, but experience in combating the Dark Goddess's minions.
The red-headed one was cold, intelligent, calm, and confident in her fight against Shadows in the tower.
She fought with refined skill and grace with the sword.
And like her personality, the elemental power she wielded was ice.
When the boy first used ice, it was her that taught him how to use it properly.
The constant lessons of swordplay and usage of ice helped the boy greatly in battle and in doing so the boy has given her his respect, and in giving his respect to her I couldn't help but feel that I should offer the same amount of respect to her as well.
Of course, my respect for her dwindle as I later discovered that it was her family and those that served under them were the ones that created the metal doll that battled me on the bridge.
With that discovery, it made my rage burst to life in the Sea of Souls as I wanted to escape my prison to end her life and those around her.
But as much as I wanted to end her and make her soul suffer, I had to remember that this woman is the boy's ally and the boy will not condone my actions for hurting her and those around him.
He would be disappointed by my actions if I did that and if he is disappointed…then he would not smile.
And I don't want that to happen.
The boy was always kind to those around him. He always cared for them even during the battle against the servants of the Dark Goddess.
I think that's why the red headed one gave the boy the position of leadership to lead his companions to battle.
Because not even she possesses the will to show the amount of care for others like the boy.
With such a will, I see no doubts why she would willingly give her life for the boy.
Because like me…the boy has also warmed her soul.
And like me, the girl would follow the boy to the ends of every battle.
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…
Hmm…
Now that I think about it.
The boy will undoubtedly find more battles to fight in this new world.
If that happens, then I will make sure that I am standing by his side once more to be his mask…his shield… and his weapon.
For he is me… and I am him.
We bring death to all those that will stand against us.
Whether they be like the cursed humans that wish for the continuation of the cursed hour or they be the likes of the minions of darkness.
Death will come to them by our blades.
A/N
Okay people here is chapter 2 of 'Death's Journey'
I felt that it was needed to see Thanatos's point of view on how he views everyone else in Minato's days in SEES.
There will be more scene like that, but don't worry that won't take up the whole story.
There will be combat scene later in this story, it could be the next chapter or the chapter after that.
So just stay with me until then.
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