Corpseductorr:
"Is that so…?"
His tone is curious, as is only appropriate in address to some unknown informer ─ and yet also somehow impertinent. He dares to return question light-heartedly more than anything else, his voice lacking any distress or discomfort that would otherwise be a inevitable in the face of so ominous a message. More audacious still is his eventual reply to the phantom messenger,
"Then tell them to hurry along. I grow weary of waiting with every passing year."
The others words were a door opened to the envoy of Death. Drifting from the darkness a pair of arms curled around the corpse in utter silence before the hand reached into the fabric of the males very being.
Her hand half grasped one of two souls inside. "Thanatos will be quite pleased with me for bringing you back, Marz Von Ludowing. It's time to come home." The maiden lightly began to pull at the strings of his spirit but delayed the taking of it. She was curious whether if she would take it, would the body revert to whom it used to be, or remain how it was now?
Well, what's the point of having time without utilizing it? Slowly she removed the soul from the corpse, undoing the tie between it and the second soul which called the body home. Holding the small glowing object in her palms, the servant of Thanatos watched with curiosity.
