SOS: The Anima Staminariis
The Balance. Something, I, as a Anima Staminariis have to protect. If I don't, who knows what'll happen to my home, our world.
Souls have been gathering lately and we have no idea why. It's worrying. And it has to be stopped. But I have no idea how. I don't actually know any other Anima Staminariis's. And to be quite frank with you, I often wonder if there are any others in this world.
A Anima Staminariis---soul spinner-- is someone who can change into a reaper sort of thing. We collect souls and send them into the afterlife because some can seem to have on too well. I was told this by a women who thrust a magical tattoo upon my flesh with magic. I have to hide it with makeup seeing as it's in the middle of my forehead.
It's the crest of the Anima Staminariis clan. Two sythes crossing with a rose in the middle. I sure hope if there are other alike to myself, that they don't have it smack bang in the middle of their faces. Ugh, no matter how hard I try, it wont go away. You can still see it front underneath my makeup. Which sucks. Big time.
But I guess the cool thing is, with this crest, I can produce my weapon. A giant axe and a giant hammer. My choice depending on what sort of mood I'm in. I have to sneak out of the house to go save souls from the Anima Snatchers, the people who collect souls and destroy them.
Most of the time I can get there in time but it's hard because I'm a slow runner and I totally wish I had, like, wings or something. Buuuuut I just have a pair of giant things. Fun.
So yeah, this is my life. And I guess I'll be doing this for a long while. Being a Anima Staminariis is a tricky thing, but I guess it's cool that I'm saving. ..uhumm. . .dead people.








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