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Soul Eater: Death's List

Laviatria

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a part of Soul Eater: Death's List, by Calyx_Mason.

The home country of Emillia

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A country near Latvia and Lithuania
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Laviatria

The home country of Emillia

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Laviatria is a part of Soul Eater: Death's List.

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Holo Lobo [0] The Renegade Witch
Catherine Grimm [0] Fighting madness is alike fighting yourself
Emillia Rosalyn Maria Srivanna [0] The crown princess of Latravia
Lord Death [0] I am the creator of this school and am very happy to see all of you here.

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Aro von Friedhof

Aro von Friedhof twirled erratically in circles, his fingers dancing in the air as if the keys to a piano were beneath them. The demon hummed the tune to the famous British anthem "God Save the queen" and smiled crookedly from the irony of the situation. He'd just murdered the King of Laviatria, declaring himself archduke and sole ruler of the country. Of course he had no intention of ruling the country when he arrived, but simply couldn't resist inciting chaos and madness as well as watch it escalate which was exactly what was going on outside of the palace. Especially, since he sent a flood of his hell hounds out to greet his new subjects. He could faintly hear their screams. They made him feel...elated.

Aro von Friedhof originally came to Laviatria for a single reason: to obtain something detrimental to his plans. Something he didn't feel much concern about because he was having too much fun at the moment.

May she defend our laws,

And ever give us cause,

To sing with heart and voice,

God save the Queen.


As the came to an end in his mind, Aro did a final dramatic spin, then bowed sloppily to the soul of the former Laviatrian king which sat in the royal Laviatrian throne. he walked over to the soul that glowed like candle light then plucked it from its seat. "That was a farewell performance just for you, my King," he spoke with an thick German accent that made him sound kind of like a vampire straight out of Transylvania. The kishin opened his mouth inhumanly wide and swallowed the soul like an unbelievably large pill. Aro burped indignantly. Then plopped down into the throne contemplating. "Royal souls are so overrated. Oh well, perhaps I should make preparations for our DWMA guest. I'm sure Death will send some soon." Aro von Friedhor began chuckling eerily at the thought. Finally things would get exciting.

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Aro von Friedhor

Ravels words were music to his ears. The society of witches in fear, shrinking back and arming themselves like a brood armored clad mice preparing for an attack from giant ferocious cats. Aro giggled from the thought like a demented child. "Excellent. Ah, Shara, I hope it was a grand experience." He bowed kissing the witch on her lovely pale hand. "Now, back to business." He skipped away from the with a malicious grin on his face then turned to speak. "As you know, three witches are needed to complete the ritual and I know exactly who I would like the third witch to be. Bring me the renegade witch Holo Lobo."

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The two witches nodded. “Where will we find this witch my lord?” Ravel said calmly her voice silk to the ears. That is all we need to know before we hunt our prey… it will be easy… two witches against one.” Ravel laughed before being cut off by Shara.

“Yes… command us and we shall strike once this is done we will wipe out the DWMA… the witches will no longer be hunted down by those brats… and we can all praise our new lord…”

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Aro von Friedhor

The Kishin's disturbing laughter filled the entirety of the throne room, echoing through the halls and corridors of the Laviatrian palace. He covered his mouth with his hands, his excitement twinkling in his eerie golden eyes. He calmed himself and cleared throat speaking in his thick foreign accent. "Well, my dear I don't have a clue as to the whereabouts of Holo Lobo, but," He paused, his big eyes moving from one witch to the other. "I know she had a husband who was a teacher at the DWMA, I suggest you start there. Also check in with Alisa and order her to keep a look out for the husband and their son. If she does, tell her to trail them and gather information involving Holo Lobo. I'll leave this to you Ravel. Shara, my dear stay nearby. I may need you for another task."

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Ravel Nodded. “Yes master I will ensure your plans are not delayed so much as a second more then needed.” She said giving a bow before levitating into the air and our right flying towards Death City.



Shara batted her eyes softly, towards Ravel as she left, with a sense of innocence. “So Lord Aro what task do you think you may need me to do? Its always wise to plan ahead… especially when facing the DWMA and their reckless children.” She spoke looking down towards her nails before looking back towards Aro. “Mayhap you think its time to strike at the foolish DWMA? Could kill many of those weak creatures with out breaking a sweat… “

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“As you wish master… that will definitely do some damage to those… so called civilized pigs. Mortals are so foolish gathering in such large places so they can be slaughtered all at once. Which city would you like for me to hit first? Should I even bother with Death City? Should I kill anyone who sees me releasing them? Or let the experiments have their own fun?”

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Aro Von Friedhor

He gazed deeply into Shara's cold yet soft eyes and with a sly grin he whispered. "Every major city across the world. Let's cause a lot of panic and raise even more MADNESS"

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~Death the Kid

Groggy eyes opened to a dimly lit bedroom furnished with expensive looking... furnishings... Death the Kid let his eyes adjust to the small amount of light that came from various sconces set in the walls. Blinking wearily he realised he knew this place, had been here for some time, and yet still was unsure of where 'here' was. The room was beautifully decorated with exquisite paintings along the walls and accessories nearly covering every surface. It was furnished with a large dark wooden four-poster bed with thick crimson blankets and full pillows, a matching wardrobe and a small writing desk. Although not symmetrical it was very nearly perfect. Except for that painting above the desk...

Kid crawled from the warm bed, finding fuzzy black slippers on the floor and went to the desk. Reaching up he felt the silk sleeves of his black pajamas as they slid along his arms. He took quite a few minutes carefully adjusting the picture before stepping back to admire his handiwork.



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Shara, The Shadow Mother.
"Awake so soon my child?" Shara said as she stepped into the room her usual clothing replaced with a bathrobe of sanguine with golden trim. "Little boys need their rest and mother knows best... isn't that right dear?" She tilted her head slightly so her silvery hair shifted and shimmered like a waterfall of platinum over her dark skin. "You must have felt so alone... when you had that horrible dream. I believe you said it had Shinigami's and people who turned into weapons... is that what is bothering you?" She shook her head moving towards Death the Kidd. "Don't worry it isn't real and I'll stave off the nightmares." Her voice was silk and lullibies playing on the ears with a slight sensation of seduction but more on the ends of motherly love and acceptance. Their was no deciet in her words... sense of malice... only the unconditional love and attention of a mother. "What would you like for breakfast? Oh... and your father is on another bussiness trip." She shook her head disapointed at the said father.

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~Death the Kidd

Kidd turned as he heard a voice and from the corner of his eye the painting appeared to be straight. In front of him now stood a woman with dark skin and purple(?) eyes, her damp hair a shade darker than it's usual metallic silver. She smiled at him and he felt himself smile back. She was familiar enough, though the 'my child' comment didn't seem quite right, and dad being on a business trip, he shrugged, most fathers were on business trips, his more than most it seemed.

His dream, Kidd looked down at the floor to think, Shinigamis, Weapons, it sounded familiar but also far off, like a dream. Had that been what was bothering him? He looked back at the painting, now perfectly straight and aligned and evenly spaced with the other paintings, this one was of a dark-haired man sitting atop a large roan horse. The two stood proudly under the shade of a willow tree, the branches had been painted both behind and in front of the pair, giving it a sort of shadowy look. Was that his father?

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Shara the Shadow Mother.

"Tell me child do you believe that feuds should travel down through generations? Should one take turn their hatred from parent to child... how long should it take for a wounded heart to heal?" She sighed deeply seemingly troubled. "I made you breakfast dear... Two pieces of toast, a three egg Omelet, and a link of sausage aligned perfectly to form a face... and as I know it bothers you I trimmed it so it is perfectly symmetrical. So go wash up and we shall enjoy breakfast in the dinning room.

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~Death the Kid

Kid was confused by his mother's questions but tried to consider correct and incorrect answers. He looked up to her, worried that she was troubled, but she seemed to brush it off. Mention of breakfast made him realise he was hungry and he smiled that she was willing to put up with his strange obsessions.
"Thank you... Mother," He said slowly, the word sounded like it fit, but it felt strange, as if he didn't say it often. He headed to the bathroom to wash up, making sure the toilet paper was folded into a triangle and that the hand towel was folded into thirds before being hung on the ring. When he was ready he entered the dining room.

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Shara the Shadow Mother.


Had returned to her quarters changing into a dress that wasn't as revealing as her choice of clothing as a witch. She descended to the dinning room taking a seat at the left side of the head of the table... while she was more powerful then Ravel Aro always found the witch who seemed to reflect his own qualities and ambitions a better second then Shara or maybe it was simply the fact that Ravel was gifted as an anti-death. She awaited Death the Kidd to take a seat in Ravel's seat so the table would appease his needs as being symmetrical. She sat quietly her own plate having similar spread as Kidds though she really had no intention of eating to much of it... merely to make things less awkward.

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~Death the Kid

Kid had stood by the chair on the right side of the head of the table, awaiting Shara's return. He did not sit until she herself sat, having been taught proper etiquette long ago. He seated himself and glanced at the head of the table, presumably where his father sat.
"Did Father say where he was going for business?" Kid asked after a short, slightly awkward silence while he salted his eggs. He marveled at the beauty of his perfectly symmetrical breakfast, smiling up at him, and was once again thankful that his mother put up with him. He recalled his father didn't really understand what a predicament asymmetry caused.

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"Your father... your father hides away in Death City..." Having decided to tell him... he wouldn't run. She had told him nothing but the truth after all. "Death the Kidd... Shinigami..." She sighed with a bowed head. "I am Shara Arade enforcer of Mabaa's laws and defender of all witches." She closed her eyes solemnly thinking things over. "Before you get any intentions of false nobility in slaying a 'vile' witch. Do you know what it takes to make a Shinigami? Why there are so few when one is bound to a city and the other is still young?" She smirked softly. "Its' something your father has been hiding from you for a long time... something very... very few people know about. Something he has hid from the school and the city.. the world even. The same type of horrid secret that the Asura's prison was." She stood up calmly.


"The nature of a Death Scythe requires a Witch's soul... a preferred weapon of a Reaper. Which is merely a lesser side effect of the truth of things... They use weapons made of Witches... because they share the blood of Witches. A Shinigami must consort with a consenting Witch in order to create a new Shinigami..." She said taking a moment of silence. "This is why your currish father never spoke of me... why he hid what ever he could of your mother from you." She approached Death the Kidd with eyes that held both sadness and anger. "Though when I bore you a daughter also came to existence... the daughter he killed in cold blood." She stood awaiting what would come for the boy.

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~Death the Kid

The fork was halfway to Kid's mouth when she mentioned Death City. He stiffened when she spoke of Shinigami, referring to him as one. He dropped the fork and also stood when she stood, taking numerous steps backwards from her angry, yet sorrowful form. Of course he had known of the Witch's soul needed to make a Death Scythe, but the rest of what she said made no sense. Or did it?

He froze when she finished her speech. "A- A daughter?" he stuttered, eyes wide, he found himself against a wall and slouched. "A... sister? A ... A M-Mother?"

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"Yes child... you had a sister... and your father killed her with out so much as a thought. You may take as much time as you need to digest this information my child... and then we shall await my lord's return. My vengeance will be absolute... I shall lay waste to that fiend and leave nothing but ash in his fall."

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~Death the Kid

Kid dropped his head, eyes wide, a cold sweat plastered his bangs to his forehead. Her words, they made no sense! He clenched his fists and snapped his head up to glare at her. "You lie, you're a filthy, lying Witch!" But he couldn't hide the tears that filled the rims of his eyes, a few trickled down his cheeks. The idea of a mother was shocking, yet comforting, and a sister, a sister that his father had killed?! No, this woman had to be lying! His father was firm when it came to Witches, but there was no way he would kill a baby. But what if she wasn't lying?