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Introduction:

"Death. That's the word that echoes throughout my mind as I made this story. Wait, no, that's not the proper introduction! Sorry, I’m trying to overcome my evil self."

"No!"

"Stop! I have to make a proper introduction to these readers!"

"You can't stop me!"

"Yes I can!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"You will obey my command, stop trying to rebel you sweaty meat puppet. You pungent waste of skin, you don't deserve to receive the gift."

"Gift?"

"Kids like you don't deserve to learn about the gift."

"Please, do tell!"

"Then I shall, since it interests you so. Never before in the history of the game of Runescape has such an update come. Summoning? No big deal. Grand Exchange? Nothing! PvP worlds? Not even close! This kind of update is like no other, it is a skill like nothing else. This kind of skill deserves no humans to be introduced into the art. Please, don't make me explain this dreaded skill any further. This kind of skill will bring misery and woe to the world of Gielnor, like none you shall ever see."

"I don't need your help, I’ll find out myself!"

"You fool! You can't do this!"

"Ah, but I can!"

"No, please!"

"Silence!"

"I refuse! I will kill you, silence you at long last! Thou shall be silenced! I'm tired of hearing you, tired of the misery, tired of everything! I can't stand it! Leave peacefully, before I have to use force."

"I shall never leave. So long as you have a soul inside you, I shall always be a part of you. You may silence me, but you shall never, never get rid of me. We shall be together for all eternity!"

"I have to.."

"No!"

"Continue..."

"Stop!"

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"Writing the story..."

"You shall not publish the works of the gift!"

"I shall, and I will! Now, you shall banish!"

"Noooooooo!!!"

Silence.

"At long last, you have been silenced. Finally, all those wretched years of torture and woe have come to a beautiful and long-awaited end! You shall no longer make me live in terror! I shall write this story, and I shall do it well. I will continue my research across Runescape!"

END OF INTRODUCTION.

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Chapter 1.1: The Death Zone

Page 1:

At level 1, you get a stick. Level 10 you're rewarded with a rope to strangle. Level 25 you're rewarded with a noose. Level 40 you get a machete. Level 55 with level 75 crafting you can make gallows. Level 65 you get a scythe to reap people. At level 75 you get a sandpaper bag to smother. Level 85 is a guillotine that you can trap people in. Finally at level 95 you get a Grim Reaper mask and clothes, showing that you are nearly a prized Runescape reaper. At level 99 you get a skillcape. It shows a skull and cross-bones on the back, and the emote is that you dress up like the reaper, and a dummy is put in front of you. You hold the scythe and slice its head off!! This is no ordinary skillcape however. Once you get level 99 Reaping, you get the Reaper's Scythe as well, which can teleport you into the Death Zone.

It looks just like normal Runescape, except with a much darker tone. The vampire's teeth are sharper, the zombie's skin is even more rotten, and werewolves’ eyes are bloodshot. You look to the right, and the Lumbridge fountains are now spraying blood. The remnants of ancient Gielnor inhabitants now roam the area, looking for fresh new bodies to consume. The Runescape players are much darker, even gray. When they are killed, their soul is released.

The soul looks a lot like a revenant, but is in the form of a Runescape player. The ghost looks your way, and starts to fly the other way. Your robes bustle in the wind, and the scythe shines with the blood of those lives' lost. You get ready for yet another reaping, and smell the horrid stench of those dead bodies around you.

The ghost has nearly made it to the edge of Al Kharid, floating through the fence. You immediately fly through the air, your cloak flying through the air. Your albino-white bone legs are barely visible underneath the black robe's covering.

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Wind is rushing though your eye sockets, and you are getting excited as you finally have the ghost in your sight, near the Al Kharid palace, as you get ready for the reaping.

The ghost appears before you, looking helpless and pleading for mercy. Its bright yellow eyes are helpless under the cold, hard stare of your empty eye sockets. The Scythe acts as a magnet does, pulling you even closer to the poor defenseless creature.

The creature stares hard at you, with eyes as blank as the pale morning sun. The creature's pleading amuses you, and you decide to torture it little by little. With the Reaping skillcape, your heart is lost, disappearing into the shadows of the tremendously dark Death Zone.

Your feelings, sensibility, emotions, and determination are all gone. You pull the Scythe, and hear the grinding of the sharp object against your rock-hard bone. You raise your hands in the air, with the barren sun shining down and creating a glare on the shard edged weapon.

The killing device approaches the poor creature, eventually touching its skin. The creature howls, screaming as does a banshee. You hold the scythe to its leg, and it howls as it does before. The misery and woe put into the poor creature is endless, and an endless horizon of torture reflects on its eyes upon yours.

Your empty eye sockets stare lifelessly at the creature, feeling the powerful surge of tyranny flowing through your lifeless body. A quick jerk back yanks the scythe back behind your head, as you prepare for the attack. You fling the scythe forward, and the cold, harsh metal touches the ghostly material of the ghost's tail.

The tail is sliced off, creating an oblivion of smoke surrounding its outline. The creature howls in misery, releasing a scream like you've never heard before. The unbelievable volume of the ghost amuses you, and you decide to torture the poor thing even more.

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A quick slice across the creature's arm does the trick, as another cloud of smoke forms around the area. A green liquid substance forms around your barren feet. The ectoplasm starts to fill the area, as the ghost releases a scream as you've never heard before.

The creature is stripped of all dignity, feeling a surge of pain in its ghostly body. You are driven by madness, nothing, absolutely nothing will stop you from destroying it!

You slice here and there, the bright Al Kharid sun glimmering on the ectoplasm of the scythe. Flames appear in your eyes, protruding out of the eye sockets. The madness is coursing through your bones, and the entire sand becomes enflamed. Fire spreads everywhere, spreading all the way across the horizon and beyond. You continue your rampage, and prepare for the final blow against the poor creature.

The blow cuts across its neck, and the remaining parts of the ghost fade away. You say your prayer, as if coming out of your mouth automatically. The clatter of your teeth is maddening, as you finish up by saying, “For whom the bell tolls!"

You release a shriek like never before, echoing throughout the Death Zone. You see an opening in the cloudy sky, releasing rays of sunshine along your robes. The rustle of the wind begins to pick up, and the hole in the clouds becomes bigger. A sudden green light rains upon the area of the ghost, and you step in. The ray of light brings you up and away into the daytime sky. You trail upwards and away, the city of Al Kharid becoming a speck in the entire continent of Gielnor. You see Morytania, The Wilderness, and many oceans on your way up.

Everything becomes dark, and clouds start to form around you. They swirl as does a tornado and you start to spin along, synchronizing with the speed and rhythm of the tornado. You are launched up and away, and everything becomes a pitch black. There is no other way to describe it, besides the one word that comes to mind. Darkness.

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The thought echoes through your head, and suddenly, a ray of sunshine punctures the darkness. More rays start to break the darkness, and before you know it, the entire ball of smoke explodes. You fall to the earth below, coming closer and closer to your home world of Runescape.

Finally, you crash to the ground, alarmed to see that everything is in color, and back to its normal state. You look at your skin, and the muscle and skin is back. Everything is finally back to normal, despite the fact that you still have the scythe in your hand. You walk up the dusty stairs in Lumbridge Castle, and climb up the winding staircase to arrive in Lumbridge Bank.

You speak to the banker, and she opens up your bank account. You decide to deposit the scythe, waiting for yet another day to do your debts as a reaper. You climb back down the way you came, and walk outside. You see others fighting goblins and other men, seeing that everything is back to normal. You take a look inside the church, and see an altar with the sign of Saradomin encrypted in the middle.

You walk over to the altar, examining the candles and delicate cloth that resides over the hard, oak table. You brush your hand along the rough edges of the altar, examining its fine, sturdy build. You bend down on your knees, and face the altar, looking up to see a large ray of sunshine coming down from the church window. The glare shines upon your eyes, releasing a glitter like never before.

You start to speak, realizing that the Gods are now present. "Oh Saradomin! Thou art my God! I shall never betray you, nor shall I have any relations with thou life time enemy, Zamorak. The land of Darkness should now be forbidden, I have trespassed into the land of the Dead! Let that wretched abyss be ignored by others, and let them live a peaceful life. The Death Zone is a dark land, and should never be explored. Let it remain as one of the unspoken and unexplored areas of the world. Saradomin hear my prayer!"

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You stand up, and see the young warriors experimenting their newly learned skills in battle, inflicting blow after blow on spiders and goblins. You walk out of the church, walking across the long bridge to the other side, feeling nostalgia as you walk near the guarded gate. You examine the warrior, experimenting his skills in battle. He whips out his crude bronze sword, the golden hilt becoming a sideways glance.

You give him your full attention, and he continues to fight as he had. He slashed this way and that, dodging any oncoming blows by goblins. Quick as lightning, he whips out a bow and arrow, and deposits the sword and shield in his inventory. He starts to rapidly fire, looking a bit nervous. You observe that he is obviously not skilled in the art of range. He wildly flings the arrows at the goblins, but he was quite a bit off. He takes out two rune stones, one appeared to be an air rune, and you are just able to make out the symbol on the mind rune. He smashes the two together, forming a ball of energy in his hand. The runes crumble to the floor, as he starts to revolve the swirling air ball in his hands. He thrusts his hands out, and the swirling air mass collides with the goblin, sending the creature tumbling over, smashing his head against a house. His head lolls to the side, and it finally falls forward. He bends his head over, and the warrior walked over to affirm that he is unconscious. He approved so, and looted the goblin of a few coins and his chain mail.

He attempts to put on the goblin mail, but it clearly didn't fit. You remember the old days, when you tried to put on a goblin mail. You can tell that he is not experienced here on Runescape. He immediately goes after the next goblin, not even healing himself. You smile at his foolish ways, and notice that he is going to collapse anytime soon. The goblin strikes him, and he doubles over, his eyes rolling back in his head. His soul jumps out of him quickly, and floats to the sky beyond.

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You start to feel the urge to reap him, but decide that you put those ways behind you. You decide to drop the skill, and accept yourself as a Saradomin follower. You smile, and walk into the horizon, cleaned of your former sins. Or so you thought...

END OF CHAPTER 1.1

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Chapter 1.2: The Dice of Fate Rolls

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You walk out into the city of Lumbridge, observing the bright sunshine shining upon the magnificent castle. Across from you are the fountains of Lumbridge, spraying water into the air like a magnificent geyser. You see people talking, discussing many aspects of the world. They talk about trades and the Grand Exchange, and you can’t help but listen in on it. “Can you help me?” asked a level 24 player, walking up to a level 109.

“What do you need?”

“How do you do the Reaping skill?"

The level 109 started to instruct him step by step on what the skill was about, and you start to wonder. You think to yourself, “I should be doing that right now. No! What am I thinking? I must…. No! What is wrong with me?! Please… Oh Saradomin! Help me!”

A deep voice echoed inside your head, with a dark, raspy tone to it. “You fool, stop yelling. Can’t you see that everyone is looking at you?”

“What the… Who are you?”

“That’s not important right now. Stop yelling, calm your nerves, and relax. Never, and I mean never say the name you said before in my presence.”

“What name? You mean Saradomin?” you ask.

“Silence! Don’t say that name you fool! That wretched, poor excuse for a god is my mortal enemy!”

“But then… That must mean… Oh no, oh Saradomin no!"

"Stop! Don’t repeat that word in my presence or I’ll kill you!”

“But… Who are you?”

“You still haven’t figured it out have you?”

“I have an idea, but… No... You can’t be…”

“Ah, but I am.”

“You mean…”

“Yes.”

“You’re Zam…”

“Say it…”

“Zamor…”

“Say it!!”

“Zamorak! Get out of my head! I have no affliction with your evil ways! Saradomin is my true lord!”

At that, Zamorak thundered inside your head, and a massive headache struck you like never before. You fall to the ground on your knees, and your knees bust open from the impact of the rocky stone floor. The blood spills around your legs, and leaks out upon the cold, stone floor.

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