Death Prophet

Death Prophet,Krobelus For many years,Krobelus served as a prophetess.Her services were highly valued,and only the richest could afford to look beyond the threshold of death through her eyes.In the end,Krobelus wanted to know what fate had in store for herself.But this time death refused to reveal its secrets.In her hearts, the prophetess decided to pay with the most precious thing-her life. However,this was not enough.The greedy death rejected her again and again,refusing to reveal its hidden secrets.Jealousy began to grow in Krobelus.“If the rest are given the opportunity to die forever,why can’t I?Why do I return to mortal life again and again?Why was I deprived of the one thing that other mortals take for granted?-she was indignant.Despite the obstacles, Krobelus did not give up her attempts.Every time she rose from the grave,she carried with her a piece of death.The shadows of the dead returned with her-sometimes it seemed that it was her own soul that was crushed into many fragments.Her blood faded more and more and began to look more like ectoplasm,and the inhabitants of the twilight worlds already began to accept it as their own.Dying, each time the prophetess lost a grain of life,and it already began to seem to her that the end was near. Now,with even greater zeal, Krobelus throws herself into the arms of death in an attempt to fulfill her own unfulfilled prophecy,in the hope that one day death will take her once and for all

Death Prophet,Krobelus For many years,Krobelus served as a prophetess.Her services were highly valued,and only the richest could afford to look beyond the threshold of death through her eyes.In the end,Krobelus wanted to know what fate had in store for herself.But this time death refused to reveal its secrets.In her hearts, the prophetess decided to pay with the most precious thing-her life. However,this was not enough.The greedy death rejected her again and again,refusing to reveal its hidden secrets.Jealousy began to grow in Krobelus.“If the rest are given the opportunity to die forever,why can’t I?Why do I return to mortal life again and again?Why was I deprived of the one thing that other mortals take for granted?-she was indignant.Despite the obstacles, Krobelus did not give up her attempts.Every time she rose from the grave,she carried with her a piece of death.The shadows of the dead returned with her-sometimes it seemed that it was her own soul that was crushed into many fragments.Her blood faded more and more and began to look more like ectoplasm,and the inhabitants of the twilight worlds already began to accept it as their own.Dying, each time the prophetess lost a grain of life,and it already began to seem to her that the end was near. Now,with even greater zeal, Krobelus throws herself into the arms of death in an attempt to fulfill her own unfulfilled prophecy,in the hope that one day death will take her once and for all

Death Prophet,Krobelus For many years,Krobelus served as a prophetess.Her services were highly valued,and only the richest could afford to look beyond the threshold of death through her eyes.In the end,Krobelus wanted to know what fate had in store for herself.But this time death refused to reveal its secrets.In her hearts, the prophetess decided to pay with the most precious thing-her life. However,this was not enough.The greedy death rejected her again and again,refusing to reveal its hidden secrets.Jealousy began to grow in Krobelus.“If the rest are given the opportunity to die forever,why can’t I?Why do I return to mortal life again and again?Why was I deprived of the one thing that other mortals take for granted?-she was indignant.Despite the obstacles, Krobelus did not give up her attempts.Every time she rose from the grave,she carried with her a piece of death.The shadows of the dead returned with her-sometimes it seemed that it was her own soul that was crushed into many fragments.Her blood faded more and more and began to look more like ectoplasm,and the inhabitants of the twilight worlds already began to accept it as their own.Dying, each time the prophetess lost a grain of life,and it already began to seem to her that the end was near. Now,with even greater zeal, Krobelus throws herself into the arms of death in an attempt to fulfill her own unfulfilled prophecy,in the hope that one day death will take her once and for all

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