• ~~~ The Tale Of The Indigo Butterfly~~~

    Once, I was like most - a human. A child, a novice in life. Despite my cheerful and healthy look on the outside, the tragic life I had, had scarred me from the inside, leaving my feelings to decay. I have never reached the blissful age of adulthood, for my human life ended a day after I blew out the 16 candles.

    What then you ask? before I go on, you must know this:

    The soul that belonged to a human that lived a tragic life and ended it just as tragically, becomes a butterfly that roams in the night, never finding rest... or at least until the reaper decides they had torture enough. What color you say? It depended on the person himself...

    But who gets the purple? The indigo color? What have these spirits done to deserve the color of majesty? the color of royalty? the color of the strength of the mind, the wild imagination and the "free" spirit?

    I have asked myself this, when I flew around the pond, looking at the reflection in the water, seeing the warm, but also cold color. I was so different...
    Every night I could hear the moans and crying of the other, the pleads that only butterflies themselves cloud hear, and no other ear besides their companions could be spared the hopeless cries for help and mercy...

    One night was of a bloody full moon. I was flying again, like any other lost spirit, until I heard a clang of a scythe. I looked down and saw the reaper. A bliss to most of the souls, for they have waited their long deserved rest for an uncountable amount of time... I was different. I flew away. This couldn't be it, My existence couldn't be ended.
    Suddenly a tall figure of a male with long black hair showed up in front of me, and grabbed me like a child would grab a normal butterfly "there you are" he whispered in a rough voice, clearly not used to talking. My wings trembled as I looked up, not responding "you have been chosen my lass, you have been chosen to recieve a choice" he said, not minding the lack of my words "I am Lucifer, my dear. The ruler of hell, the king of the dead. Do you see that reaper over there? He works under my orders... Would you care to join him in the honorable duty in becoming a death god yourself?" My mind did not cope with this, I did not understand the situation. I tried to say something, and the first thing that came out of my mind for all to hear was "will I also be a bag of bones like him?" That silly comment had earned the Satan's full hearted laugh "no, dear, you'll be able to choose your form. So how shall it be? will you join the scythe, or have your wings cut by it?"

    The fact that I'm now able to tell you this story, might give you an idea of what I have answered.

    I chose the form that was similar to a human, but the butterfly form and color I have grown to like, so I kept a few features. And that is how I exist up until today. Once a soul that was supposed to be reaped, is a soul reaper herself. I do not judge, I just dish out the judgment. But be warned; I have a full right of ending ones life If I see it as a necessary action.


    Chapter 1. ~And another day passes~





    Butterflies always make me feel nostalgic....





    And another day passed. I checked my list of souls to see who will be next to leave their life of a human. It was a small child. A young boy.
    How cruel a life of a death god can be when you're still familiar with such human emotions...

    Taking my soul staff I headed out to town. No one saw me...
    Of course they didn't, they were alive and their time to see me will come one day, but just not yet...

    I flew up to the boy and stopped just a few feet away. He was crossing the street carelessly. I frowned in disgust when my blindfolded eyes saw the coming Drunk driver. A woman screamed to watch out, but it was too late for the boy, he was already hit.

    "why do the guilty ones always live..." I sighed to myself and walked up to the crowd. A man was trying to save the boy, but it was no use. I knew his time was now and I couldn't do anything to help.

    "I see.... an angel..." the boy whispered to the man. I stopped to look around. There were no angels around... was it me? The boy smiled a little "weird... I always thought angels are white... not purple...." I smiled at the boy. That was sweet of him to say "I am an angel young one... an angel of death..." I whispered and kissed his forehead. The boy closed his eyes and after a few moments the man said that the boy was dead. Just then the ambulance came and I sighed."and to think if they got here a few moments sooner, he would've lived" I said to myself and held up my soul staff. It started to glow and the spirit of the boy was lifted from the body, making its way upwards "have a great time in heaven" I waved and took my leave.

    If I hadn't kissed him, If I would've waited a few moments longer he would've lived, right? Wrong... he would've died... I do not decide the fate, it's already been decided... I just do what I'm told, rarely acting on my own free will... I can kill if I want to... but I'm forbidden to let a person live if he's destined to die...

    "I can kill... if I want to..." I whispered and turned back. The drunk was trying to escape. A smirk came on my lips "I can kill if I want to..." I repeated and held out my staff at the direction the man was heading. The staff glowed and a truck just happened to pass by. Just like the boy, the man was hit, but unlike the young one, his body was scattered to pieces. A sight not to be seen by the faint of heart it was... but I did the right thing... I saw that mans future... he wasn't a very good man, his life made no difference to no one... "I wonder... how long does it take for the human emotions to fade..." yes, they were getting in the way... but until then, I'll just have to bare it...





    Chapter 2. ~~~Memories~~~


    The memories of the past haunt me whenever I close my eyes...

    ... that's why I don't sleep anymore...




    Again I laid on the roof tonight, starring off in to the endless sky, seeing the stars shine. I was tired, but I couldn't sleep. I don't need to sleep, but I wanted to. I wanted to have a false sense of rest...

    My eyes did close, but only for a few moments. Those moments were enough for a familiar face to flash in front of me, dragged out of my memories. "Xen?" I whispered and opened my eyes. That's right... it's been almost 900 years from when I last saw him. There was no doubt about it, he was dead...

    Who's Xen? a boy I had a crush on... He was nice to me, but I wondered if he even knew about the existence of my feelings back then...






    ...Ever heard about reincarnation?





    The sun finally awakened. Or the planets side has finally turned to the direction where the sun is, if you want me to be correct. I sat up and looked at my list. A hostage will die today at a bank robbery.

    I jumped off the roof and safely landed on the ground. Decided I want to take a walk, just like normal people do. No one could see me of course. Or that's what I thought. It seemed that small children and animals were aware of my presence, but couldn't see me quite clearly. Pondering about why they could, I finally reached the bank. And just in time too, the robbers had just headed in. I followed them and looked around for the victim...


    There he stood. A rush of warmth spread through my body the second I saw him. He looked just like Xen. The boy I loved while being a human.

    It's funny how such emotions can last 900 years...

    He looked around, confused. Shooting and yelling was heard, panicking people ran around, getting shot. None of them will die.... except him...

    I flew up closer, looking at the deep, sky blue eyes that always would calm me when I needed them the most.

    ...My face felt wet. Startled by this strange sensation I lifted my gloved hand to my cheek and inspected the moisture that was now resting on my finger tip. A tear? I haven't cried for so long, I forgot I could...

    Suddenly one of the robbers grabbed the boy and held a gun by his head, ordering them not to move.
    I looked at the boy again with sadness hovering around me. I saw his scared eyes lock on to my figure...



    ... he whispered my name...


    I suddenly gasped and stopped my hand from touching his face.


    A woman tried to run. I quickly knew what that meant "I'm sorry!" I almost screamed as I leaned closer to him and kissed him on the lips. This was my first and last kiss that I ever gave Xen.
    The robber noticed the woman and pulled the trigger, ending Xens life just like that.
    People yelled, screamed and gasped. I just stood there, looking at the lifeless body. I cursed my emotions, they ran wild. I pointed my staff at the robber, wanting to kill him like the drunk driver from the other day but...
    I saw it...
    I saw his life... his family... his beloved daughter... his nice wife... the new born son... starving... that's why he was doing it...
    "I do not judge... I just dish out the judgment...." I whispered to myself... calming down...

    I looked at the motionless body again... a butterfly appeared...

    Somehow... I smiled... I do not know why I did it... it wasn't anything good... The butterfly flew away quickly, to float in the garden where all the other tortured spirits fluttered... my job there was done... I looked at the robber again... I sensed the guilt he felt... I knew how sorry he was for doing all this...

    That was all I needed to calm down and finally start to move... "when your time comes, I won't hesitate though..." I whispered heading out of the building, thinking if I will ever see those sky blue eyes again...




    I will never close my eyes again...



    Chapter 3. ~peaceful goodbye~



    My body doesn't feel temperature...

    ...so why does every night seem colder and colder?






    I laid on a different rooftop that evening, looking at the higher buildings that were blocking most of the sunset. I could still make out a few colors, such as red and purple... The sun was already so low, that after a few minutes it will be dark completely and the evening will turn to night.


    My list had no entries of any deaths today. I smiled to myself, thinking it was like a day off from work.


    Life is unpredictable...


    Figuring I should do something with the time I had, I checked in to what kind of building I was laying on. It was a bar.
    Walking around I saw three drunks, one drunker than the other, waving car keys and arguing about who's driving tonight. I winced at the memories of the boy and walked up closer to them. With a flick of my finger, the keys dropped down on the ground. I was faster than the drunken men eyes, so I quickly snatched the keys before they even noticed they fell down.
    The man that was holding the keys looked around confused. He stood up, wobbling and started searching for them, figuring they must have fallen down. I smiled again, thinking it was a good lesson for them, and unnoticed I stuck the keys in one of the mans inner pockets. I figured they're too drunk to even consider of looking in there, and by the time they'll notice the keys, they'll be sober enough to drive.

    Deciding I fooled around enough, I took my leave. The few minutes had passed and the sky was already dark. The street lamps prevented the roads from being as dark as the sky though. I walked silently, breathing in the nights air. It's wasn't as fresh as the air in the woods, but was fresher than during the day, when the streets were jammed with air polluting cars.


    I heard a scream

    My legs instantly started to move to that direction, curiosity not letting me stop. The scream came from a little girl. An older man was tugging her in to the car forcefully. I knew I'm not one to decide what's good and what's bad, but my human emotions that never laid low told me to help. I walked up to the two and slammed my staff at the others hand. The guy yelled loudly, screaming his hand was burning. I took that moment to grab the girl. I knew she could see me, she could feel and hear me too. "where do you live? where are your parents?" I asked, running away from the panicking person. "just around the corner, my mommy's sleeping..." she pointed to a house and I went in.
    I thought it's careless to let your child roam the streets when you yourself are asleep.

    I took back my thoughts when I saw the woman.

    She wasn't asleep, she was dead. Then I looked at the girl, who was smiling as sweet as she could. "My mommy wanted to sleep, so she took lots of sleeping pills. They didn't work, so a strange man came and gave her a good night kissy. She's been sleeping ever since."
    I felt pity on the poor girl. She had no idea what happened. The other man she was talking about... was probably another death god.
    I looked back at the girl, but she wasn't there, she crawled on to the bed where her mom laid "I want to sleep too... I didn't sleep for a few days... I'm really tired..." she yawned.
    Only then did I notice... The girl was ill. Very ill... she wasn't on my list yet, for she still had a year to live at most...
    "Lady, can you kiss me good night? Maybe I'll fall asleep too..."
    I smiled softly at the girl. I saw how she'd die... In so much suffering an torture...


    Was it right to end her life before her time?...


    I came up to her and laid her down. "Good night princess, have a great rest." I smiled, seeing the girl happily close her eyes. I kissed her cheek and only a moment after, I felt the life fading away from her young body.
    I figured if she must die, let her die in peace and with a smile, than in torture and tears. I lifted my staff that glowed and guided the young spirit upwards, where she could rest. "sleep well..." I whispered.

    I suspected that no one else was living here. The body of the woman was already giving out a foul oder, showing she's been lying there for more than a day. No one cared?

    Deciding it was the most decent thing to do, I buried the both bodies in the cemetery. I won't go in to details how I got the tombstones and all, but lets just say that it sometimes pays off to be a death god.
    I looked up at the nights sky and sighed deeply....





    With every passing day, I doubt more and more that the feelings of a human will ever leave me...



    Chapter 4. ~~~Perfection~~~



    Even perfection is not without mistakes...




    Recently I've stopped laying on random rooftops and settled in on the highest one. From there I could always see everything. The sun rise and sink, the stars, the moon, the lightning and the raindrops.

    Right now, the rain was what I was seeing. Heavy rain it was. Big dark raindrops hit the ground, as if they were bombs destined to scare people. I heard a few young girls scream and laugh as they ran from the rain. It was weird that their voice reached my ears. I was so high up...

    I didn't get wet though. The rain went right through me, ignoring my presence. I didn't mind, after all... if they didn't, I'd be soaking wet and lying in a puddle.

    As some time passed, less and less raindrops fell. I felt as if I should go for a walk. Like the day before, my list mentioned no names.

    I took my staff and jumped down. It took a while for me to reach the ground, but the falling part was slightly enjoyable. Once I landed I looked at both sides, thinking to which direction I should go.
    I decided to visit the lake, for I haven't been there for quite some time. I walked slowly, looking in to the shops through the windows. Everyone was having a peaceful day inside. Some were in cafes, some were trapped in clothe stores, but they all seemed happy.

    Once I reached the lake, I sat down next to it and saw the water.It was Grey, dark and deep. Dirty from all the pollution the city has provided it... but still.. some fish managed to live there, meaning it still wasn't as bad as it looked. The water's currency was much faster than normal. Must be because of the rain...


    "Help help!"

    I heard a yell. A person was drowning. It was a young woman, trying to get out of the water the best she could. She shouldn't die, she wasn't on my list... but I remembered the woman. The mother of the little girl I saved. She died because of another death god. I looked around, seeing if he was around. If he won't come then I shall save her. That's what I felt was the best thing to do.

    I flew to her as quickly as a bullet and brought her to shore. To her I must have seemed like a gust of wind. The woman wasn't a child no more, so she couldn't see me...

    "weak as always..." someone whispered. I gasped and turned around. No one was there, but when I turned back I saw a dark figure holding the woman. The woman's life energy was fading, he must have kissed her when I didn't look.

    The tall figure let the body drop and guided the soul downwards.

    "So you're the one with the emotions huh?" he stepped closer and inspected me "What's with the wings? and the color? you look too pleasant..."

    I frowned slightly "I'm leaving. We death gods have absolutely nothing to discuss with each other. Adeu" I said as I was about to walk off. "Oh, so you don't know?" he smirked, crossing his arms in front of his chest. I felt that his big ego was swelling and that instantly got on my nerves "know what?" I asked turning back to him, but he was already gone. "... and to think I thought Death gods are more mature than that..." I whispered to myself and looked at the woman. Her body was already pale.

    "Hey look! there's a woman laying there!" someone yelled "Is she alive?!" People started gathering. That was when I knew I should take my leave.

    The sky cleared and the sun finally shined again, starting to dry all that was wet.

    "Don't I know?... What don't I know?... I've been working for 900 years... I should know everything by now... shouldn't I?..." I pondered to myself as I headed up on the building, breaking any laws of physics that humans made.

    Once on the roof again I smiled and sighed. This roof was colorless, empty... but to me, it was my home now... I walked to the place I usually lay and looked around the empty space.

    Something caught my gaze...

    Something was laying a few feet away. What could it be? There's no way a trash could be thrown up THIS high... I walked up closer to it. It was a flower... a single one... a white one. It was strange... The flower didn't seem like it needed water... It didn't seem all that alive either... but it wasn't plastic...

    Though I had no idea why it was here or where did it come from, I kept it. I felt a strange attraction to it. I placed the white flower on the side of my belt and then sat down. My eyes looked up at the blue sky as I wondered what happened today... what did the guy meant...

    For 900 years I have existed peacefully, never asking myself or others any questions except for when I wonder about my emotions... why did he have to appear and ruin everything... I am confused... maybe he was just playing with me...


    From this day, my life as a death god will change...





    Chapter 5. ~~~Tears~~~






    At first, I wondered if all this was just a temporary dream...

    now I know it's an eternal nightmare...




    There was a storm today. I watched the dark Grey clouds cry for the sins people have committed, weep for the people this planet has lost. I heard the thunder yelling. It told people to wake up and see their mistakes, to see what they're doing. The lightning was like a warning, a wake up call... No one was out in the rain... no one wanted their sins washed off...

    I was alone on the roof. My sins weren't washed off... the rain ignored my existence again and went right through me, leaving me dry. A quiet hum escaped my lips, as if I accompanied the symphony of a thousand sky tears... The sight was depressing, but it had no effect on me... after all, I see people die every day...



    The strange man appeared in my mind again... it's been days since I last saw him, and his words still rang in my ears...

    I tried to shake off the thought about him and stood up. Looking in to my list, I saw a suicide was at the top of my list. It will happen soon, so I jumped down from the roof and headed to the place.

    As I walked I noticed the lack of high buildings and the increase of grass. I was heading to a near by field where three beautiful trees stood.

    Usually no one was around, except for a few drunk teens at evenings.... but today I saw only a sober one...

    He was completely wet, from head to toe, holding a thick rope in his hand and a chair in the other, watching one of the trees silently.

    I walked up closer to the boy and just waited. I knew he was the one who was going to suicide...

    "You're early... I'm not dead yet..." a whisper was heard.
    I blinked and looked at the figure in front of me.
    The boy turned to the place where I was and smiled a little.
    I instantly noticed one thing.... the boy was blind... but he could feel my presence...
    "can you help me, death god? ... I can't seem to find a branch good enough..." He whispered.

    most people would be afraid, or at least shocked... this young boy talked to me as if I was a friend...

    "you realize what you're doing..." I whispered back, watching the water from his hair run down his sad looking face.

    The boy nodded and held out the rope to me. "I know it's wrong but... maybe It will be better for me in the other side?..." he asked no one in particular... I took the rope and sighed. He was going to be a butterfly, just like me long ago... It's definitely not better there... but I couldn't tell him.

    I walked to the tree and tied the rope to a branch. Death gods shouldn't do such things... but I couldn't say no to such a miserable boy...

    The boy slowly walked up to the tree and felt where the rope was. He placed the chair down and stood up on it.

    "Why are you doing this?" I asked calmly, but made no effort in stopping him. If he's destined to die, he will anyway...

    "I have my reasons..." the boy answered, putting on the rope.

    "is life really that bad to you?" I asked, looking up at the weeping sky.

    "It's worse than people think..." he said closing his eyes. "Thank you death god, farewell..." he said as he kicked the chair away and fell in to eternal sleep...

    "farewell" I whispered as I kissed his forehead and a butterfly appeared. It fluttered around the body before it flew away to roam in the garden where all tortured souls go...

    I sighed as I looked in to the sky again and then walked away.



    I turned around and saw the body hang. Lifeless and without motion... his sins were being washed off by the rain...



    The sky cried for the sins people commit and weep for the people this earth lost...

    The symphony of a thousand sky tears was now playing for him....


    To be continued...