Gone...

I was sketching sround a while ago and came up with this. It basically revolves around the question of what if Mandy did actually get posession of the scythe and instead of being able to control it...it controlled her?<br />
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Okay kiddies, STORY TIME:<br />
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You know all those pics of Mandy with Grim's scythe? <br />
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And about how people say that she's destined to have it? <br />
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What if that didn't happen? What if for some reason it all backfired? What if, in the end, she didn't get to control the scythe....<br />
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What if.....<br />
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...it controlled her? <br />
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What would it make her do? <br />
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Her job. What a Grim Reaper is made to do. Nothing more. Nothing less.<br />
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But in the process....<br />
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It would destroy her. <br />
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Her personality would fade away.... <br />
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And she would become an almost empty shell..... <br />
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like the first Grim Reaper, the one that came before Grim. <br />
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You see, there's an entire chain of Grim Reapers. Every few hundred Millenia a new one is chosen randomly out of all the human beings that exist..... <br />
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All against their will. <br />
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The retired one goes on to teh next world after such long years of service.....<br />
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the new one, well, he(or she) has a job to do for the next eternity.<br />
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Mandy is the first person to choose the path of Reaping herself. <br />
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She has chosen her fate. <br />
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But not without loss. <br />
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Soon she'll become what was described earlier. <br />
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An empty shell. <br />
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No expression.<br />
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No anger.<br />
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No joy.<br />
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No sorrow<br />
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Nothing. <br />
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Just an instinct to do her job. <br />
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It's job. <br />
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The instinct to kill.<br />
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The Mandy all have known will be gone forever....<br />
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And in time, she will be forgotten by all.... <br />
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Like she never even existed..... <br />
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The shadow of a shadow that never was. <br />
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Simply....<br />
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Gone. <br />
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End<br />
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Welp, that's all for today! Until next time!