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[The first life began five-hundred and seven years ago. It was a very strange life, too. It began with a child who knew of a strange magic that he could use for his own good. Though that meant that others would suffer due to this. This magic allowed him to draw power from his own soul with the use of special gauntlets, and use it to protect himself, or hurt those around him. To him, everything was naught but a game. A game he considered himself to be the ruler over. He managed to ensnare the town he was born in into this game, by using the magic he considered himself to be blessed with. This went on for a good fifty and more years, until his reign was finally ended. His life was ended with a giant spike through the chest. But before he died, he muttered a phrase that sent chills down the spines of everyone around. "Though I die here, I will be reborn, again and again. The game... will never end."

He lived to the age of sixty before he was murdered with a giant spike through his chest. He was a White Devil Slayer.]

[The second life began after the first one ended. This life was one that was forced through tough times, but after a bit, got everything he ever wanted out of life. His life was taken to a palace, where he became the prince, and planned to rule the country some day. Years went by, and he slowly built up a name for himself, both good and bad. He challenged everyone who came to the palace to some sort of game, which reminded many of a strange man none had heard of for a while. "The game... will never end." Though one day, this supposed game did end. The prince's life was brought to an end on the day he was being crowned king. He was strangled to death by a strange magic in front of his people. Even as he choked, he managed out one single sentence before death. "The cycle of lives will never end... we will continue to be born."

He died at the age of thirty six, by strangulation. He was an Earth Dragon Slayer.]

[The Third Life began once the second life finally came to an end. This life lived as an average human, with really nothing to his name. He was just your average Mage. That is, until he learned of a Magic that could draw its power from within his soul. Never before had he heard of a magic like this before, so he decided to study it for himself. Information about it was few and far in between, and he had to talk to those that knew people that met the one who used this magic. Apparently this man that used it was a very strange and dangerous man, treating all of life much like a game. Strange as this was, the male was still intent on figuring out this magic. After a few years, he finally gained access to it, and his whole life finally turned around. He became a man that everyone admired, and wanted to be. Or, be friends with, at least. No longer was his life average, but instead fulfilling. He went on to become a hero before his age finally caught up with him. While on his deathbed, he gave his final words, filling everyone with hope. "Though I die here, my soul will carry on. I will continue to save this world, and fill it with happiness."

He died at the age of eighty-seven, due to natural causes. He was an Ocean God Slayer.]

[The Fourth Life began as the third life ended. This life was a very calm one. Someone who never did anything wrong, and never tried to do anything to bring harm upon themselves. But even so, it seemed that fate had chosen them as the next target. This life lived on the outskirts of an unidentified village, never doing anything to harm other people. In fact, he seemed to have gained their liking by protecting them with a particularly strange magic. None could identify it, not even the elder of the village. But that mattered not, since he used it only to protect, and not harm any of the villagers. But one day, he was unable to protect them, and the entire village was destroyed, its villagers taken hostage only to be executed. The Fourth Life was the first one to be killed. But he did, of course, get his last words. "Though I understand not why you chose to kill us all, I do understand it all happens for a reason. Even though you kill me today, I will come back tomorrow."

He lived to the age of eighty-one, and was executed by having his head cut clean off with an axe. He was a Sky Devil Slayer.]

[The Fifth Life began as the fourth one ended. This life was a horrible one, spent mostly in solitude. The Life was a man who cared for no one, and nothing. He wanted only to be left alone all the time. But what many didn't know was that he was, in fact, blind. But even so, he was somehow able to see where he was going. Whether by sound, feeling, or smell... none knew. But his life wasn't as long as many would happen to think. He liked to spend his time alone, in the cold, away from everyone and everything. So of course, he was bound to die sometime soon. A sad, lonely, and miserable man, who had done nothing with his life, except waste it. It was one fateful day, when he managed to fall into a pit, from which he was unable to escape. He froze to death down there, not being found until many days later. Though, it seemed he had etched something into the wall. "My life was spent only in waste... I never deserved to live in the first place."

He died at the age of fifty-three, and died by freezing to death. He was an Ice Dragon Slayer.]

[The Sixth Life began as the fifth life began, and was a rather short one. This life was spent only torturing others, being rude to all of them. But being rude to everyone you met wasn't exactly the smartest idea. The male had got on the bad side of the wrong crowd, and was thus murdered in a horrible, bloody way. The way it led to this was because he had insulted the leader of a Dark Guild, who didn't take lightly to threats or insults of any kind. A day after this happened, he had his guild members find this boy, and drag him back to their guild. There, he was subject to all matters of torture, before his body was finally literally torn apart. Before he truly died, he spat out one final insult. "My life was s**t, much like you. But even though I die here, I know you'll get your due soon, a*****e."

He died at the age of eighteen, by being tortured and finally, torn apart, until death. He was a Shadow God Slayer.]

[The Seventh Life began as the sixth life finally ended. This life was spent mainly chasing around women, and trying to get in their pants. Though as one can tell, this didn't exactly end too well for him. He was met mostly with slaps, kicks, or even punches. In worse case scenarios, he was blasted away by some pretty powerful magic. Though this never actually stopped, and he always continued forward, doing his best. Soon though, it seemed that he was truly loveless, and was born only to spend the rest of his days alone. He soon became a hermit, living in the wilderness, before actually buying a house. Only then did he finally get a wife, and spend the rest of his life happy, with her. Though near the end of this life, it turned out she was the one meant to end it. He caught her cheating on him, and realized then and there that he truly was loveless. "I spent half of my life chasing around women, and spent the rest of it loving you. If this is how you repay me, I understand only now that you never loved me." Those were his last words before he fell, dead, to the floor.

He lived to the age of seventy-seven, and died due to literal heartbreak. He was a Purgatory God Slayer.]

[The Eighth Life began as the seventh life ended. It wasn't one spent very long on this world. And it was spent mostly in nothing but thoughts and mutters. The man this life belonged to was mostly a basket case. He believed he was the decider of fate, and would bring the whole world to its end if he decided to. He always walked by people, muttering strange things as he did though, and stared back at them before continuing on his way. This actually caused the events that would eventually lead to his death. One day, he managed to speak and stare at the wrong mage. He was grabbed, and dragged into a nearby alley, where he was slammed against the wall, still muttering and staring down at the one holding him. Only then did he speak aloud for once in his life. "My life is the one that will bring the end of another. Kill me, and you will only delay the inevitable."

He lived to the age of twenty-nine, and was murdered by having his throat ripped out. He was a Celestial Devil Slayer.]

[The Ninth Life began as the eight life ended, and it wasn't a very pretty life. Most of it was spent bedridden, unable to travel anywhere too much. He was a weak and helpless human being, who was unable to do much with his life. But when he heard of a cure that could possibly keep him from getting ill all the time, he left his home, and worked on finding it. He traveled through the whole country on this exploration, but always managed to come up short. He was always isolated, too, not wanting to be approached by others. Though due to his appearance, people didn't want to approach him in the first place. Slowly though, a disease was destroying him from the inside. Though he didn't notice until it was much too late. Before he could realize what was happening, he began to vomit up the contents of his stomach, beginning to dry-heave when it was empty. He than began coughing up blood, being found by someone only when it was too late. He had time only to mutter his last words. "The cure for life... does it truly exist?"

He died at the age of thirty-eight, due to a mysterious, dangerous, and unidentified disease. He was a Poison Dragon Slayer.]