Many are the Grimm tales of souls passing by. Some who wish to enact revenge upon the worlds for the suffering they themselves have endured. Those wonderful spirits aren't mad per say. Oh no, they are quite sane, the ones that survive that is.

Yet some wish to forget and start over. To forget their death and past lives, as if they never happened. To aid those weaker and less intelligent than them. They are the truly dangerous ones, as the saying goes "the road to hell is paved with good intentions". They think they are the embodiments of good and justice, but those things are subjective.

Yet there are those that just wish to learn. The ones I appreciate the most, at start. Alas it would seem that most creatures are not of the mind set for near internal lives or the vast knowledge the kosmos have to offer.

This is a story of creature that died for a cause he deemed just. Of how he was given a second chance, for no other reason than my own amusement. Not only to see how he fares in that world, but its inhabitants and my dear old friend as well.

It will be a Grimm reminder of your beginnings Alfred, or should I say Discord.




Why alfred? I just felt like it, no other reason.

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