[b]the scythe keeps glowing green, a fume emanating from the blade. Although everything on his armor seems decayed, the blade is master crafted.[/b]
[i]"the results are always the same. You all die in the end."[/i]
[b]he traces the blade on his face, leaving a deep scar. The fumes enter his face and cause a sharp pain. After some time, the pain dimms, but stays permanently. The wide scar burns a sinister shade of green.[/b]
[i]"A gift, Mortal. A reminder of me."[/i]
[b]a cloud of smoke spins around them rapidly, engulfing the scene in fumes.[/b]
[i]"I shall see you soon..."[/i]
[b]his voice trails off in a sinister laughter as he dissapears. You are knocked out of consciousness. When you wake up, the rust is gone, your members are back, but you can feel a pain in your face. After checking, the scar is still there, dimmingly glowing in an ominous shade of green. No matter what you try, the scar comes back.[/b]
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