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november 18th 1875

it hurts.... my skin....it burns. i cant stand this pain anymore i feel as if im constantly enflamed, i couldnt believe my eyes at my fingertips my skin was burning away with flames there were no bones or muscle....but solid red energy....then a petagram formed at my feet and little tiny flame orbs came up and surrounded me, then nine tails of pure energy sprouted from the base of my back, i ran to the mirror just to see my face burn away before my eyes, then my eyes melted away and nothing was left but a skull, the young ghost boy was there, "hello, i must inform you that your transformation is now complete....this is your cerberus" a small dog with three heads a-fire trotted up with a satchel in its mouth...."this satchel is your soul bag, the souls you reap will be kept here" out of the bag came a cloak that surrounded my entire body other than my skeleton face, and the scythe i saw in the mine flew to my side....i thought that it actually was real." this is very real, your cerberus will sniff out the souls that need to be reaped....you are now the reaper of discord"
finally i have control

johnathan walkes the reaper of discord