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// Introduction 
// Story: Death incarnate 
// by February Write Off 
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               The day Tobi was having could be described as anything other than fine. The barking orders of the commanding authorities was only amplified by his lack of coffee this morning. Who was this man to command him? A wretched child of Zeus!  The answer was far beyond him, for that blasted George, he was the most arrogant of this camps rowdy denizens.  And, now he felt as peace descend upon him, something quite unfamiliar, he had come to terms with his immolation, his death. Something to be brutal, yet he found it gratifying. The sheer amout of dead which surrounded him would have made any mortal reaching a breaking point in sanity, but Tobi was not one of them. He reveled in their pain, in their misery.

"Oh dear." Out of all the words have chose, those were the only his throat could muster, he who would have done such great feats such as bare the weight of the sky or even infatuate goddesses. He somehow found it odd out of all the unspeakable horrors he has faced in his past, he would be done in by a fifty pound cast iron ball of rubbish, it is unperceiveable the champion of death itself killed by a simple lucky canon shot. He sure as Styx didn't see it coming. 


Sorry its short, just a introduction. If you guys out there on fimfiction world enjoy this I will continue to publish if not then I will continue to write it without publishing. - Thegryphon out!