《Reaper of The Wizarding World》Introductions (Gilg, Enki)
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As night falls I continue my ritual of sneaking out after I set a phial on my desk in front of my window. I cover myself in my shroud making me invisible and head to Little Hangleton under the light of the full moon.
It is a good thing I kept my shroud up, as I near the village I feel at least six Aurors standing around the area keeping an eye on it. I gently set myself in the center of the fog not far from the place I now know as the Gaunt family shack.
I shift back to human form to get a better look at the fog. From what I can tell it is mine but it has strange properties to it, it seems to strengthen me. I feel like I could beat Hercules in a fistfight right now. I hold out a hand and try and mimic the fog, surprisingly it comes out first try.
Now my assumption is that this is my fog and the darkness created it. 'But how does the darkness know how to use my powers better than me?' I brush off the question as there is no way to answer it and hold my arms wide.
As if taking in a deep breath I take in the fog, like a tsunami the fog from all across the village floods towards me. Once the entire fog is consumed I let out a breath of relief, my body trembles a bit. I stare at my trembling hand to see my veins are now black and very easy to see beneath my skin.
I calmly hold my wrist trying to absorb the fog more thoroughly, after a few seconds my veins return to their normal color. Seeing as the fog is now gone the Aurors will certainly come and investigate so it is my time to leave.
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Upon arriving home I shift into my human form and put a mandrake leaf on the roof of my mouth. For this next month, I will not shift into my dementor form at all. I am also cheating a bit as I'm using my shroud to hold it to the roof of my mouth so I don't have to think about it.
The rest of the night I spend practicing spells and researching soul magic. My unique prowess at manipulating souls is my only hope for removing the Obsuras from Aria. Also helping me remove the darkness from my soul but I am only secondary after all.
Sitting at my desk mulling over a book I see the sun begin rising as the light pours into my room. I stretch as I push myself away from the desk.
I turn to Gilg and Enki who are sleeping on my bed with a smile. I close my eyes to see if Auntie and Uncle are awake, sure enough, they are both downstairs doing things.
I gently pet Gilg and Enki's heads to wake them up. Seeing as they are both happy to see me I smile. Enki has already gotten used to his little blindfold. I gently pick them up and place them on my shoulders like before as Sin secures them.
Once I see they won't fall off I head downstairs to say good morning. Heading downstairs I hear Auntie making breakfast while Uncle is getting ready for work in the living room.
"Mornin'," I say from up the stairs surprising Uncle.
Uncle turns around while finishing his tie loop, "You're up quite early, got something planned?"
I shrug, "I just wanted to introduce the two little ones to Luar early since I haven't played with her much lately. Also, there are only four days left in the month so my money should arrive soon."
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I see Auntie turn around in the kitchen, "What are you planning to do with the money?"
Stroking my chin I begin to think, "Hmmmm, buy a business? Fund some of my projects? Get a bigger pen for my pets, perhaps a pocket dimension."
As I finish speaking I rub my tongue against the mandrake leaf and realize this will be an annoying month.
Uncle grins, "You really do love your animals."
"I have a natural affinity with animals, what can I say?" I give a large grin as I head towards the back door past the kitchen.
Walking past the stove I see a familiar dish in the pot, "Auntie you made grits? I haven't eaten grits for breakfast in years."
She gives a small smile as she stirs them, "I remember you said you were from Texas so I looked into some recipes."
I feel a fuzzy feeling in my chest as a genuine smile comes to my face, "Thanks."
Auntie waves me off with a smile, "Go introduce your pets, the food will be done before you get back."
I nod as I quickly walk outside, the air is quite nice as we aren't too far from the ocean but the clouds make it a bit dreary. I see Luar in her large pen with her body laid flat basking in the morning sunlight.
As I reach the pen gates she quickly hops up on all fours and rushes over. I smile as I take the two little ones off my shoulders.
Luar stops a few feet in front of me stretching out her head inspecting the two, "Luar, this is Gilgamesh, this one is Enkidu. They will be your little brothers from now on so take good care of them."
Gilg and Enki both flick their tongues barely touching Luar's snout. Luar after quickly accepting them steps closer and sets her head on my shoulder.
I smile as I set Enki on my shoulder and stroke Luar's mane, "I don't know why I was worried."
The book said Unicorns usually attack dark creatures but Luar seems fine with them. Maybe I will get a Thestral and Griffin as well…
As I am thinking Shy lands on the pen gate next to me with a letter in his beak. I gently take Luar's head off my shoulder and take the letter from Shy.
"Shy these two will be your little brothers take care of them okay?" Shy screeches loudly flying on top of the nearby stable causing me to smile.
'Jealous as usual,' I think to myself as I open the letter from Hermione.
To sum it up she wants to go to Dumbledore's this weekend, she has already gotten permission. She has asked, Theo, Daphne, Harry, Ron, Neville, and Dean. I don't mean to come off as rude but I am glad to see the exclusion of Seamus from that list, I find him incredibly annoying.
I quickly pull out a quill and parchment from my shroud and send a reply saying yes, of course. I then write a second letter to the boys suggesting a sleepover the night before. I hand the first letter to Shy but start heading inside again before sending the second letter since I need permission.
I feel a tug on my sleeve and see a sad Luar. I rub her muzzle with a small smile.
"Don't worry, I will be back out after breakfast."
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