Mumza HC:
The first time she had met her champion, he was lost. Her woods was ever growing, roots and paths twisting and turning growing denser by the day. She had a job to protect all those in it for she was as much of Life as she was of Death for you could not have one without the other. She was to let him starve like those before him, an ever watchful crow kept an eye on him while she watched from a twig and torn throne. That is until the crow felt the piercing of an arrow through it. Lady Death, or as Philza would later dub her Kristin, could only watch in horror as one of her family was struck down from a tree. Soon after, however, gentile hands curled around the small body as a potion was poured on the punctured wing. The man, the one in green, had save the crow from the misfortune of a skeletons arrow. Perhaps, just maybe this human wasn't as bad as the rest, she thought, as she created a path way for him to leave.
She was right, as he came again and again to her forests. Occasionally with one of the Blood gods disciples, he would visit and leave with out disturbing the nature around him. Eventually, she would rather think that it was she he was visiting, not just the beauty of nature.
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I'm feeling another Mumza one so here's Mumza & Techno:
Philza had always returned to her. There was never a doubt in her mind, that her blessed, her loved would return to her. She couldn't stop the pull of Death, but Lady Luck owes a few favors and well, Phil was plenty capable on his own before she gave him the ability to never age in body. Her love would not die of something of old age, despite the peace that may come with it.
She never doubted his ability to live, but her inhuman heart fluttered everytime his soul got close to her veil. This time was no diffrent. She had been in a constant state of panic ever since she had felt him close a few days ago. He- he hadn't pulled back. He was so close to her warm embrace, but Kristin wanted nothing more than for him to fade away once again.
She was working, distracting herself with other matters when a report comes in about at pig-like man at the edge of the forest, calling for Lady Death, the familiar form of Philza in his arms.
This man reeks of her, of the dreaded Blood God and yet the worry in his face was as real as hers.
There have only been two mortals allowed to leave the forest of Lady Death alive, though once that rumor spreads as far as the Tundra, all Philza and Techno can do is shake their heads.

















