The DWMA. A prestigious school for Meisters and Death Weapons alike. It’s been six months since Winston and Edge joined the Academy, along with their class. They didn’t speak much to anyone, and their teacher was… kinda weird. It was Sid, and this guy was a zombie for crying out loud! Although, to be fair, who else could teach a class in Death City? As students flooded the door in Solar Eclipse Class, Winston and Edge both took their seats beside each other, as they have grown accustomed to. “Hey Edge, why do you think they picked Edge as a teacher for New Year’s? Surely Lord Death would assign him to a… more advanced class, don’t you think?” Winston questioned. Edge merely shrugged. “I dunno. Maybe Lord Death thought Sid was suitable.” He replied, very monotone as he writ the date in his book. Edge was too quiet. Winston wasn’t an energetic guy by any means, not like that kid with the blue hair who stood atop the castle… Black… Star his name was?
As the last students entered the class, Sid walked to the front of the desk and slammed his hand onto the table as to grab the class’s attention. “Alright class, close your books! Today I’ll be teaching you a very different type of lesson. Lord Death specifically asked me to teach you a practical lesson today, and I believe that lessons are best taught through action. That’s the kind of man I was.” He began. “Speaking of specifics, could the following Meisters and Weapons please report to Lord Death in the Death Room.” He also added. Both Winston and Edge looked at each other and raised an eyebrow, wondering who it could be.
Sid read off a piece of paper. “Ethan, and Fi. Corvus, and Sulley. Minami, and Ryo. Claus, and Helena. Aria, and Alexander. Soonue, and Ari. Dahlia and Virgil. Fionn and Joni, Jason with Julia and Rachel as well as Winston and Edge.” He announced. Winston and Edge again both felt the same way- very, very, very confused. However, per instruction, they both packed up their things and left for the Death Room. The other students that followed suit was quite a roster. A bunny, a girl with bandages around her eyes, and a guy with… something around his mouth too. So much weird today…
After a five minute trek, everyone arrived at the Death Room, and began walking through the guillotine corridor. Winston gulped as he looked up. Imaginations of them suddenly dropping down invaded his mind, and made him shudder as to think what would happen if they actually did. At the very end, a black, shadowy figure stood on the other side of the room, seemingly staring into a tall mirror. It seemed he did notice their presence as he turned around. “Hiya! What’s up?” Lord Death asked, in his cartoony voice.
Winston looked at everyone else, wondering who would speak up. Certainly not Edge, he barely talks to his own partner. Edge looked at Winston and nudged him, gesturing towards Lord Death. Winston gulped. “Uhm, Lord Death… Si-uhmmmm, Mr. Barrett said you requested all of our presence.” He timidly said. Lord Death put his flat hand to his… what could be assumed to be his chin. “Hmmm… ah yes!” The Reaper replied as he pointed his finger upwards. “I have been monitoring all of your progresses and I have to say I’m quite impressed. Therefore I am going to give you all your first Extra-Curricular lesson. Within Death City, there have been reports of uniformed groups or individuals kidnapping or straight-up murdering individuals for human souls. Considering this as a gang is an understatement and there more of a small cult. Allowing them to continue would be catastrophic and many Kishin’s would arise. However, as of now they are all just Kishin Egg souls. Nevertheless, eradicating this threat is a priority. Therefore I have assigned all of you to defeating the Cult. Work as a team, and you should be fine. If not, you will probably die.” Lord Death explained. “Oh well! Off you go! Have fun children!” He announced suddenly and everyone left. As the group convened outside, Edge and Winston decided to listen and hear everyone’s opinions first.
As the last students entered the class, Sid walked to the front of the desk and slammed his hand onto the table as to grab the class’s attention. “Alright class, close your books! Today I’ll be teaching you a very different type of lesson. Lord Death specifically asked me to teach you a practical lesson today, and I believe that lessons are best taught through action. That’s the kind of man I was.” He began. “Speaking of specifics, could the following Meisters and Weapons please report to Lord Death in the Death Room.” He also added. Both Winston and Edge looked at each other and raised an eyebrow, wondering who it could be.
Sid read off a piece of paper. “Ethan, and Fi. Corvus, and Sulley. Minami, and Ryo. Claus, and Helena. Aria, and Alexander. Soonue, and Ari. Dahlia and Virgil. Fionn and Joni, Jason with Julia and Rachel as well as Winston and Edge.” He announced. Winston and Edge again both felt the same way- very, very, very confused. However, per instruction, they both packed up their things and left for the Death Room. The other students that followed suit was quite a roster. A bunny, a girl with bandages around her eyes, and a guy with… something around his mouth too. So much weird today…
After a five minute trek, everyone arrived at the Death Room, and began walking through the guillotine corridor. Winston gulped as he looked up. Imaginations of them suddenly dropping down invaded his mind, and made him shudder as to think what would happen if they actually did. At the very end, a black, shadowy figure stood on the other side of the room, seemingly staring into a tall mirror. It seemed he did notice their presence as he turned around. “Hiya! What’s up?” Lord Death asked, in his cartoony voice.
Winston looked at everyone else, wondering who would speak up. Certainly not Edge, he barely talks to his own partner. Edge looked at Winston and nudged him, gesturing towards Lord Death. Winston gulped. “Uhm, Lord Death… Si-uhmmmm, Mr. Barrett said you requested all of our presence.” He timidly said. Lord Death put his flat hand to his… what could be assumed to be his chin. “Hmmm… ah yes!” The Reaper replied as he pointed his finger upwards. “I have been monitoring all of your progresses and I have to say I’m quite impressed. Therefore I am going to give you all your first Extra-Curricular lesson. Within Death City, there have been reports of uniformed groups or individuals kidnapping or straight-up murdering individuals for human souls. Considering this as a gang is an understatement and there more of a small cult. Allowing them to continue would be catastrophic and many Kishin’s would arise. However, as of now they are all just Kishin Egg souls. Nevertheless, eradicating this threat is a priority. Therefore I have assigned all of you to defeating the Cult. Work as a team, and you should be fine. If not, you will probably die.” Lord Death explained. “Oh well! Off you go! Have fun children!” He announced suddenly and everyone left. As the group convened outside, Edge and Winston decided to listen and hear everyone’s opinions first.