+ The Executioner wasn't really one for introductions....only referring to herself as a passersby or just a wandering soul when it came to these sort of things.....
The Executioner looked down over at her.....her dull Crimson hues locking onto her Azure hues before clearing her throat and doing a small bow...
"....forgive me, I am just passing by....nothing more....nothing less...."
The Executioner's tone was stern yet soft as she spoke.
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Training rigorously in the forest.....slicing and chopping down trees with her scythe in hand.....the sounds of trees falling and cracking were barely muffled by the whooshing her scythe did as it slashed all around her....
Gazing up at the night sky......her eyes were almost lifeless......a firm grip on the handle of her scythe.....the hate within her refusing to let go......
"....Your time is coming.....you know who you are.....this blood that stains my hands.....it's your fault.....Griffith...."
Heavy breathing......rugged coughing......blood dripping out from a gash on her midsection......something had finally managed to wound her.....
".....ghhk....f....fuck....d...damn it all....c....Can't go one day without being hunted....s....still......H E...will.....P A Y....."
".....Tell me something [Reader]......Why do you insist on fighting me?.......I have no quarrel with you....."
The Executioner would hold her scythe upright, rather than having the blade pointed at them....
"........"
Resting against a large dead tree......exhausted......drowsy......yet still full of rage......a firm grip still on her scythe.....never to budge til the morning......