2nd Release * Voice

[cry_reaper]

P-please tell me, is there anywhere in this City where people a-aren't killing each other?

All this d-death over and over and over is overwhelming me. I just saw the same person k-killed twice in less than twenty m-minutes and he just got up again. All those minds being forced in and out of my head...

...Is this what you people mean by curses?

Comments

[abdicate_you]

You note every death?

[cry_reaper]

All t-those in my range.

[sword_boy]

I'm trying to keep the Victrola safe.

It's technically not open, but I would think Chuck would be nice enough to let in a nice lady like you.

[cry_reaper]

T-There is someone coming. He thinks he c-can block the death from me.

Y-You're the strange one. The very strange one...from my arrival, aren't you?

[sword_boy]

Death is very strange in this city to begin with. If you haven't read the guides, I would suggest that much.

...and this curse doesn't help with the revivals of everyone who's been killed every few minutes.

Yes. I am your "strange one".

...if not, still come to the Victrola. I'm protecting the exterior, so you can stay as far away from me as you want most likely. The only time I'll probably enter is if some of those idiots get in.

[cry_reaper]

I've n-noticed.

You...are small in my l-list of concerns at the moment.

[mercifulsun]

This is a curse-I'm sorry.

[cry_reaper]

D-dear Gods. You people do this r-regularly?

[mercifulsun]

Only when they are cruel-they could be wonderful. Like a day I could bathe in the glorious sunshine.

Those are crueler because they had to end.

[cry_reaper]

My s-soul for one of th-those today.