"A story of the one we all have grown to know as Ali ,a mad creature that creates havoc and blood in her wake. Yes indeed we do know her don't we.
In a time long lost in the cobwebs of memory ,there was Death and the vast never ending moment of power.
Now we all know what they say ,what to do and not do when face to face with Death.
Never question Death!
Never mock him!
Never disrespect him!
Never ,never,never
And if you do in fact do meet him,see him, have a chance to converse with him...be sure to never take anything from him without a well thought out bargain ..
The old man do loves a good bargaining.
Beyond the point now.
Death had a hand in creation,being able to handle and manipulate with souls does not always mean extracting them to move them to the grate beyond no,for you see ,
even death gets fascinated on occasion.So Death tried and succeeded .
He created a girl unique as he was ,his first creation ,his first try at life you would say.
And her name was Alysa, slender and tall with white eyes and long hair white as white snow.......
Better let the girl her self tell you of her short happy time
Her story is pathetic and a waist of my time.."Dropping the scroll walks out stating*I can't do it,I do not do pathetic,Even if I had everything to do with her tragedy,still not retelling it