AN: Just throwing this out there, if anyone would like to create a book cover for this story, let me know in the reviews. I can barely manage to draw stick figures. Also sorry it's been so long since I updated this. Work has been hectic, I started a side job, and on top of all of that ended up very sick over the Christmas Holidays. I'm still recovering from that.

"—I'm a Death God."

The words reverberated within the ears of the twin Dragon Slayers of Sabretooth, while Sting's jaw gaped Rogue kept his expression stoic and pensive. After a while Lector asked, "what kind of magic does that give you?"

"It isn't 'magic', per se, though I do use a form of combat that is akin to what you would call 'magic'. It's my occupation. You go to school to learn to control your Death God abilities, but one cannot simply learn to be a Death God. You either possess the talent for it or you do not," Rin answered in a casual tone.

She eyed Sting and Rogue, before revealing, "You're Dragon Slayers. However Dragons died out four hundred years ago. Which is why you were able to see me. The Celestial mages as well, since their Celestial spirits are similar to me it would be logical that they'd be able to as well—however the demon slayer—he's the one that makes me curious."

Rogue locked his eyes on her while he inquired, "why is that?"

"Normal humans cannot see me in that form. It's why I went and got my gigai so that I could be seen and receive medical attention," the white haired woman explained.

"What's a 'gigai'? I've never heard of that," Sting demanded.

Rin pointed to herself while explaining, "this is a gigai. A fake body. I was in this world once before. I possess the knowledge to build a gigai and so I did while I was here the first time. It's designed to age as I would. Within it, ordinary people can see me and interact with me just as they would do with anyone else."

"So what kind of power does being a death god give you? Some kind of death magic? That seems like it would be illegal magic," Sting speculated.

Rin sweat dropped at the conclusion the blonde Dragon Slayer had arrived at as she agreed, "you aren't joking. The very concept should be illegal. As I've previously said, I'm not a mage."

The two Dragon Slayers stood with confused expressions for a moment before Lector asked, "so if you're not a mage, what are you?"

"A being with powers," Rin answered as simply as possibly.

"Fro thinks so too," Frosch chimed in.

Rin smiled at the green exceed wearing the pink frog suit. She gently knelt down in front of Frosch as she remarked, "you're a cutie."

The corners of Rogue's mouth tugged slightly upwards forming a discrete smile as he regarded his companion and inquired, "what do you say, Frosch?"

"Frosch thinks lady is cute too," Frosch answered.

Rin covered her mouth as she giggled, 'oh wow! It's like one of the kids back home. Too adorable.'

"Not quite," Lector and the Twin Dragon Slayers replied in unison.

Sting regarded the girl for a while longer before he paled and he pointed a finger at her, "I remember you! When we were kids. We used to call you 'Lexi'."

Rogue blinked, and fixed his gaze on the girl. Rin gave a small shrug of her shoulders as she spoke an observation, "well, I guess that just means I can't modify your memory once I leave again."

Sting and Rogue stood dumbstruck before Rogue confessed, "I thought you'd died—the day you told us to run. You've barely aged."

Rin looked to Rogue with a stern glare while she stated, "If I reveal any more information to you, Rogue Cheney, I'm afraid I really would have to harm you. My kind operate in secret for a reason. If people knew the dangers they face by just being alive—if they knew the kind of after life that awaited them based solely on the choices they make in this life—we'd have absolute chaos and anarchy. To prevent that—we're a secret society. One that will usually modify the memories of those who do see us and discover what we are. I tried to do that to all of you before I left, but it seems it wasn't very effective. That only confirms what I suspect about Reiatsu and Etherion. Those with high levels of Reiatsu are immune to the memory modification. As you're both Dragon Slayers - the fact that you have immense levels of Etherion is not surprising."

She now was met with four confused faces who all had their gazes locked on her. She gave a small smile and turned so her back was to them before concluding, "it doesn't matter. All you really need to know is even though I'd normally modify your memories, I wouldn't be able to."

Sting blinked repeatedly before asking, "wait a minute, does that mean you're a dragon slayer as well?"

"I'm the Ice Dragon Slayer, actually," Rin admitted with a nonchalant expression while she glanced at her nails. Ideally she thought to herself, 'I wonder if I can get any decent makeup in this world?'

Rogue kept quiet as he observed her, while he didn't see any physical injuries currently on her he was curious as to why she had a choker on her neck. He'd seen a pink scarf wrapped around her neck when she was falling earlier.

Lector however was the one to ask, "so you can actually heal from anything? No matter how bad the injury is?"

The question was met with a cold glare in silent warning from the white haired young woman as her power leaked out from her as a cautionary sign.

"Uhh—I get the feeling you don't want to answer," Lector concluded.

"Good guess," Rin confirmed with an edge to her voice that made the twin Dragon Slayers shiver.

"Let's go to our guild hall," Sting invited as he turned towards Sabretooth. He smirked when he heard the female's stomach growl before adding, "if nothing else, you can get some food there."

"You wouldn't want to see how much I eat after being that injured," Rin muttered.

"Can't be any worse than Sting during the eating contests we have," the red furred exceed jested. This earned a small giggle from the girl who looked to the two men with a small shrug of her shoulders as she resigned herself, "I guess it would be better to have a safe place to sleep. It'll take me a while to build the device that'll let me go home."

Rogue's voice reached her ears with the inquiry, "Why did you end up here anyway?"

"A strong, evil spirit had escaped my world, and came here. Why here? I don't know. I knew I couldn't let it get away, so I pursued it," Rin answered as simply as she would if someone had asked about the weather.

Sting blinked as he looked back to her while asking, "and it injured you that much? You sure you're not exaggerating about your strength?"

Rin met his gaze and held it as she answered, "I'd rather face three dragons on my own than go solo against one of those things—but I had little choice. My kind do not frequent this world very often, and certainly not the high ranked officers. It'd be months, or even years before anyone with sufficient skill was dispatched here. I couldn't risk it. I swore an oath when I became a Death God, to put all human life before my own. I will live that oath to my final breath."