#ghostwalker interaction

[microphone-idol]

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The deity of death rushed over, practically breaking down the door in a panic- throwing himself into the studio, nearly falling over. He... looked like a worried mess, carrying his large medical briefcase.

He stood himself up, straightening up his posture in a hurry, adjusting his glasses. Why was he... rushing himself? He looked so worried & so panicked..

"Valk!? Are you alright?! I.. I came as fast as I could..."

-@post-justice [Ghostwalker]

-> The yellow idol was chatting it up with his brother and two workers before flinching, his heart-tipped tail sticking out in shock at the sudden visitor before he turned, relaxing. "Oh- Hey Uncle G! Wasn't expecting you to show up." -> He smiles, adjusting his shutter shades before crossing his arms over his chest.

[the-silent-graveyard]

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A visitor!

He seems rather...nervous. Hands are a little shaky as he knocks on the doors of the deity of light's...church. He's not like her, he's not like her- he's repeating that same phrase in his head over & over again.

In his gloved hands he holds a neatly wrapped little gift. He did his best, he hopes he likes it... he did have limited knowledge after all.

"One moment please!" -> A gentle, warm and sweet voice called out from within the church's pearly white walls. That was him, that was the nice Illumina, not the horrible awful BRAT this Ghostwalker was used to. -> Soft footsteps approached the double doors of the church, a smiling face greeting the deity. Eyup, that was him! Not her, it was him. "Oh hello there, my friend! I didn't expect to see you here.... Do you need some assistance?"

[seaside-merchants]

For, King Ghostwalker

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The waters were rather rough today, stirring around as if a storm was brewing or something... but- the skies were clear. Very strange, but there was- definitely something going on in the water...

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-@pirmerr

-> Ghostwalker, the king of souls, was watching the waters from the shoreline, a book floating just above his hand. King Ghostwalker was known for being quiet and reserved, a ruler who doesn't speak much or simply talks when spoken too. -> He watched the waters, pale stag tail shifting ever so slightly. Whatever it was, it wouldn't stand a chance against the ruler of souls.

[here-comes-the-snow]

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A familiar achromatic & well dressed demon is seen looming around the area, taking a stroll.

Wait- is that-?

-@post-justice [GHOSTWALKER]

[A shock runs through his body as he stares at the familiar-looking demon, his mind plunging into numbness.]

[He needs to run. But he can’t seem to be able to move. He’d be as still as an ice statue if it weren’t for his trembling hands.]

[stargazers-paradise]

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Someone is here, roaming around the cosmos.

-> The prince's tail perked up and his eyes squint behind his mask. He could sense a new presence within his palace and swiftly made his way to one of the balconies, silently leaning over the railing to try and catch a glimpse of who's there.

[cursedshot-arisen]

"There you are, child. I've been looking for you." - @the-silent-graveyard [GHOSTWALKER]

"Master...."

[the-silent-graveyard]

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The two gods seem to be taking a stroll, having a conversation- or an argument. It sounds like both at the same time.

-> Ghostwalker, like always, was working away to preparing another grave for the next unfortunate soul who'd be joining the many other souls stripped of their life for one reason or another. He ALMOST didn't notice the two voices until his small deer tail twitched. -> He lifted his head ever so slightly, shovel held within his gloved hands. He took notice of the two demons in the distance and paused entirely. Wait... Was that Darkheart? And.... And himself?

[the-silent-graveyard]

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The deity of death, well, not the one the deity of light of this world knew. He knew him, but he wasn't from here.

Something told the man that something was off, or maybe it was just a coincidence? Either way, he was here. He found himself walking into the deity's temple, pushing up his glasses as he studied the architecture, his footsteps echoing.

He adjusted that pen in his coat pocket.

-@post-justice [Ghostwalker]

-> Illumina, this world's Illumina, not that horrid bitch this Ghostwalker knew, was laying on his back on a fluffy white cloud that was hovering over a pool of shimmering water. -> He hadn't taken notice of the other deity, his purplish-white eyes glued to the ceiling. He looked troubled, eyebrows knitted together and a slight frown decorating his face.