Soul and Maka were making their way through a tunnel of torii gates, which are styled to look like guillotines. After that, they reach the main part of the room.
A strange-looking room the Death Room is. Dome-shaped and domed ceiling with a bright blue sky filled with white clouds, in contrast to what one would expect from a dwelling of a typical Grim Reaper. The clouds actually float around as if the ceiling is an actual sky, with the clouds drifting along the ground. The main part of the room is a large round platform with some stairs leading up to it. In the center of the platform is a large mirror with a brass frame, mounted with a Shinigami mask on top where Lord Death usually dwells. At the top of the dome, small windows show the scenery outside.
Around the platform is a vast desert-like expanse, which looks like it stretches on for eternity. The entire ground around the platform is filled with strange cross-like foundations rising from the ground. It is shown that each cross marks a place where a Kishin Egg is buried, meaning that the Death Room is a place for storing souls as well as Death's dwelling.
Soul and Maka now merely look forward to see Lord Death, who seems to have the most eccentric appearance of all the characters amongst Death City. He is arguably one of the tallest too, standing at about eight feet in height. He also wears a black robe with many jagged edges which appears to house his arms and covers his entire body with his face being covered by a cartoonish skull mask.
Death is standing in front of the large mirror, looking at his reflection and laughing with a lightly high pitched voice. He turns to greet Soul and Maka. If he could show a smile he would display one right now.
"Heya, kids! Hoooow's-it goin'?", Death bounces closer to Soul and Maka as they make their way closer to Death.
"Not too bad, Death. We're doing good on getting our soul count up again. Fifty-three so far.” Soul smiled as Maka said this with an optimistic tone.
"Well, isn't that terrific! Hehe. Anyways, I called you here for a special assignment as Maka told you, correct?" Death looked to Soul, and he nodded.
"Perfect. Now, there is a witch named Jigen. She has been preforming a lot of Dark Magic recently, and has been causing a bit of... A disturbance. I wish I could explain, but that's confidential." Death moved in close to Soul and Maka as they listened intently to his words.
"If you accept this mission it'll be a bit of a fight. But I know you two can do it. And it will let you have a witch's soul early in the game too!" Death looked at the two, who had a look of ponder on their faces.
Soul smiled, and Maka did as well as they both spoke at once.
"We'll do it!" Death jumped back, smacking his large, white hands together.
"Perfect! Now get ready for a big trip then. Tomorrow you'll be leaving!", Death turned around as he started to hum a tune to himself.
Maka looked at Soul and smiled brightly. They turned around and evaded the premisses with determination put in their minds.
Within the apartment of Soul and Maka, it consisted of a bathroom, a kitchen with a counter, a table with two chairs, a fridge etc. It was joined in with a living room which has an armchair and two couches surrounding a coffee table and a few bookshelves and a TV in the living room along with a stereo set and a gramophone. Both the kitchen and living room have windows and the kitchen has a blue door which leads to Soul's room, which is adjacent to Maka's.
Soul sits at a table, eating a piece of bread and Maka stands in the living room, flipping through a book as if to find something of importance.
"So how hard can it be? Maka defeated a Kishin. Can't be hard to kill a witch.", Soul was chewing a piece of bread that was lightly flaky to the touch.
A young, tall, sexy woman with large breasts and an alluring figure stands next to Soul, rubbing his shoulders with a cat-like smile on her face. She has long violet hair and a strand of her hair on each side of her face curl up and around to resemble a tail and a bauble can be seen below her neck. She has a set of purple cat like ears with a pink tip instead of human ears, which are initially hidden by her hat. Her black witch's hat coils around at the end and retains her bright yellow cat eyes. She also has a curled up purple cat tail that resembles a cat's tail in many senses. Her lips are curled like the shape of a "3" number to represent those of a cat and she also has two little sharp fangs in her mouth like cats.
"Ohhhh, is my wittwe Souly Wouly going to be fighting a big bad witch?" she smiled as she pressed her breasts around Soul's head.
Soul dropped his bread and his nose started to bleed uncontrollably. Maka however, was standing near her and smacked her on the head in uncontrolled anger.
"Blair, knock it off. We know how much you want Soul in the pants, but this isn't the time for that." Soul's body was laying on the table now as 'Blair' pulled off of him.
"Awww, just havin' a little fun Maka!" she giggled, and gave a cat-like smile to her.
"Yeah, aren't we all?", Maka sighed, pulling out a chair and sitting at the table with Soul.
Soul sat upright, wiping away the blood that emitted from his nose. He went back to eating his flaky bread and nommed on it with satisfaction.
"So Soul, what will you do when we get the one hundred souls we need?" Maka looked at him, and Soul smiled, speaking with a mouth full of food.
"Well... I fink I'll take a vreak frum all th' fighting..." he swallowed.
"And then I'll just chill with you. Sound good?" He smiled and Maka grinned as a response.
"Sounds good" Soul laughed lightly as Blair wrapped her arms around Soul's neck, pushing her breasts around his head again causing another nosebleed.
"Ohhh! My Souly Wouly found a date?! Soooooo keeee-ute! D'awww, I wish my Soul would have a wittwe fun with me!" She shook his body back and forth, laughing as Maka's face went red with embarrassment and anger.
"We're not dating, we're friends! Soul's older than me anyways!" she yelled at Blair as the colour of her eyes seemed to disappear.
"Young women sometimes like older men, didn't you know?" Blair giggled as she let go of Soul, who fell against the table again.
"God... Damn... Boobs..." he grunted as blood spilled onto the table from his nose, leaving a crimson pool.
"Dammit Blair, we don't need him passing out from blood loss if you keep smooching your tits on his face!" Maka yelled at Blair who just giggled.
"I like how much he appreciates them! A girl doesn't earn these D's without a man to love them, right Soul?" Soul just grunted in response, muttering something along the lines of 'boobs' and 'erection'.
"Guh! Soul needs to be ready to fight the witch, I don't want him thinking about your breasts the entire time!" Maka bellowed at her, and was interrupted by the door closing.
A boy stands there, dressed in a refined manner, mostly because of his status known by the three of them. His main wardrobe is a standard black business suit with white rectangles and the rectangles are placed in a manner that is completely symmetrical. There are at least six small rectangles along the seam where the sleeves attach to the jacket, and four small rectangles run along the front of his jacket. It is possible that these shapes could be replacements for buttons. His undershirt is a formal white dress shirt, and a metallic skull rests under his collar, and could be used as a tie.
The boy's most notable feature is the three white lines that cut across the left side of his hair, stopping in a completely straight line along the front and back of his head. This throws off his symmetry just a little bit, but other than that; his body is completely symmetrical.
"Am I... Interrupting?” he asks in a low tone with a light rasp.
"Not at all, welcome to the party, Kid!" Blair yells as she runs up to him and hugs him, throwing his face between her breasts.
"Mmmphg!" Blood can be seen seeping onto her blue dress and she pulls away, smiling at him.
"Aww, he even appreciates them, Maka!" Blair walks over to Soul and Maka, giggling.
"Uhg!... Kid, what are you doing here? Didn’t you knock?" Maka looked at 'Kid', who was wiping the blood from his pale face.
"No, I heard yelling... Thought something bad was happening. What is going on anyways? And why is Soul bleeding?" Kid asked, and was met by Maka pointing a finger of disgust at Blair.
"Anyways... I'm getting Soul ready to fight a witch, Jigen. She is said to be powerful, but Death wants us to kill her immediately. I don't know why he is so urgent about it though." Maka crossed her arms and looked at Kid, who was nodding.
"I see... I know why." Kid walked to the table that Maka and Soul sat at and pulled out a seat, sitting down.
"Jigen means Dimensions, I'm sure you know. Jigen the witch is forming more and more openings to dimensions. Of course, they don't work. But, every time she opens one it becomes closer to working. I think my father fears that evil will be brought through these dimensions." Kid looks at Maka, who nods.
"I see. Well, we better get going soon then. I wouldn't want to be late for when she opens another dimension." Maka looked at Soul who was again, in between the breasts of Blair.
"God dammit Blair!!!" Maka yelled and argued with her in a tone of anger.
Blair just giggled at her yelling, and kept putting Soul back between her breasts to annoy Maka.
How goes forming the dimension to where I am?
It's going well. This one will work for sure. I have a feeling Soul and Maka will be here. I will separate them, upon my defeat.
Good. Then I can deal with Soul personally, and leave this dimension. All is going according to plan.
I love you.
I love you too, Brother.