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Sand scouring her skin again did Tori begin to see reason once more and wasn’t too happy to see that they had reset again. But this time was different after everything had been redone and no death came and an elderly man came into view. Like the tutors that she had in her old life and just found it strange to see one here of all places.

It didn’t take long to learn that he knew the horsemen but she also found it strange to hear that he liked humans as Tori had only one other encounter with a student that was friendly or at least didn’t want to kill her on the spot. Carefully she listened to what he had to say and when everything got dark she was shocked to see the Death himself. So very different from the elderly man before and for one Tori didn’t want to ever be on his bad side at all.

Feeling Death’s power brought back strong memories of something like this happening before a feeling she didn’t want to feel again. Tori sighed in relief when she could breathe again and felt a little scared as she rubbed her hands to make the feeling go away. Tori got a little excited hearing that they would get a question or a wish and smiled a little as she pushed the previous emotions away hiding them to try to forget.

Hearing what others were saying as she thought on what she would like, Tori’s thought brought her to a burden she carried for so long to be lifted but thought against it as Tori then thought that it would be stupid to ask for that and Aklin just sighed sadly at his hunter. It wasn’t too long when Tori did finally decide on what she wanted and politely waited for her chance to talk.

“Sir, I wish for book for the knowledge they bring to know more than what I know now. To not be a mindless puppet that I once was, as I want to protect those that I care for where I’m not a burden to them,” Tori asked somewhat nervously but at the very least she wasn’t spewing off random facts.

Tori felt a selfish to what she wished for but it was true to what she wanted and she couldn’t remember the last time she was ever this selfish. Aklin just rolled his non-existent eyes at asking for books but he smile none the less content with her choice for at least now.

Questions or wishes?

Otto never had questions. He always assumed whatever he needed to know would be made known when the time was right. However, that often meant playing the part of a puppet. But he had power thanks to giving up his freedom. It was a price well paid.

Wishes? Sure, he wished for a lot of things, but to ask Death himself for a wish to come true? Otto didn't buy it. Whether or not the entity spoke truthfully or not, he wasn't about to open his mouth and let be known his inner most wishes to all these ******** it.

Otto sneered, and crossed his arms.

Tenya tried to do the same, but only Otto could sense that she did.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, Marcus felt it, his sixth sense tingling.

"Dakota .......No."

Jake didn't say anything, gaze fixed on Death. Something Stormy had said struck a chord, and he realized how much of a hypocrite he was for saying what he had, but... his problem was his own. No one needed to get involved.

"Don't worry about me." he mumbled, patting her head once before letting his hand drop.
All this waiting was killing him. What was going to happen now?

Dakota watched Aisa upgrade and regardless of his wariness gave the Death heir a loud wolf whistle.

"YEAH THAT'S WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT DEATH!!! YOU REALLY GOT YOUR PRIORITIES STRAIGHT MAN!"

Thumbs up Death for granting Dakota's wish. Thumbs up.

Listening to the questions had been hard, people laid bare by their intentions, some silly, some serious, all of them wanting something, questions and wishes. His eyes had moved to Jordan when he asked about his bother, but he said nothing, trying to ignore the twist of sympathy in his gut.

He hadn't expected anything from Death, and he hadn't gotten anything. Life had never been generous, why the ******** would Death be any different? Things were never that easy, no one just gave you anything, everything had to be fought for over and over. You had to run eternally on the treadmill that'd throw you off into the dark if you stopped for even a moment.

He opened his cookie, and - because even the tiny things in life were at least something - he ate it. He was left holding what was a reminder of everything he wanted but which forever seemed to move away like chasing a rainbow in a passing thunderstorm, almost close enough to touch but never close enough to catch.

To the others he'd probably looked naive and petty asking for what he had, baring that lurking ambition, and he was ashamed more than anything else. He clenched the paper in his hand and simply looked on as another one of their enemies, heir like the b***h who had almost killed him was granted what they were not.

Save yourself. Both him and Tracey were critical of their abilities to accomplish that goal.

Ofelia ate the cookie she was tossed, and then decided that it tasted okay. Anything she made would have tasted better of course. Maybe when she went shopping after all this she'd get fortune cookies and make a Chinese buffet for everyone.

The fact that one of the pony people had powered up didn't seem to phase her, or she didn't even notice, mostly because it just meant there was a stronger target to try and take down. There was never trouble in hunting stronger enemies, it made the game more fun, and Ofelia continued to chew the cookie as she watched the others and just let everything happen on. People were in various states of disappointment maybe, and Ofelia wasn't really surprised to find that the voice in her head wasn't going to be taken away any time soon.

What did surprise her was the fact she forgot these cookies had paper or something in them and she ended up eating everything without reading her fortune. Oops.