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**Training topic. Eye cancer from short posts may occur.**

Rosy slowly walked behind her father to the cathedral, feeling uncomfortable. She was glad to spend some time with her dad, who was usually busy, but why did it have to be here? Gemas turned around to look at her when she stopped to stare at the dark building. "Come on, Rosy. We're nearly there."

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"Alright..." Rosy hurried to catch up with Gemas. "But what are we here for, Dad? This place is scary." And dirty. But she didn't want to look like a spoiled brat, even though she was worried for her ribbons.
"You'll see in time." Gemas started walking again, up to the giant doors of the cathedral. "Don't be afraid."

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The interior of the cathedral was as scary as the outside. And there were noises coming from seemingly everywhere and shadows moving... It was probably just the wind, but Rosy just wanted to turn around and run. "Dad, this place is scary..."
"Yes, there are dark beings living here. But that is exactly why we are here. It's time for you to learn to control your powers, my dear."

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"My powers?" Rosy flapped her little wings. Of course she knew she had inherited her father's powers; those of the Grim Reaper, but she wasn't sure if she was really interested in mastering them. Death was a concept scary to her.
"Don't be afraid." Gemas seemed to be able to guess his daugther's thoughts at least to an extend. "It will help you learn about yourself. You will not have to assist me in my task if you do not want to."

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Well, that was a bit of a relief. Rosy nodded and stepped closer to her father when he started to walk further into the cathedral. "And...how exactly will I train my powers?" she asked quitely.
"There are unfortunate souls who wandered in here and are waiting for death. It's time to send their souls to a place of more comfort."

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"A place of more comfort? You mean the afterlife?" Rosy asked, staying close to her father.
"Yes." He nodded. "Even you are scared of death, but there is no reason to. Neither is there a reason to be scared of your - or mine - powers or what I am." Gemas looked at his daughter out of the corner of his eye. "But you still are, aren't you?"

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"I'm not scared of you, I love you." Rosy shook her head. She really loved her father; she loved her whole family, no matter how strange it was. "But yeah...your job is a bit scary."
Gemas smiled and nodded. "I am nothing but a guide for souls. I do not kill, I come to those who died to show them their way into the afterlife, into Elysion, where their souls will get sorted."

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Rosy had heard that much before, even though she didn't understand what it really meant. "You mean you are sorting them into what, heaven and hell?"
"Yes, something like that." Gemas stopped to look at his daughter. "Well, I'm not really the one doing the sorting, my master is. But you knew that, didn't you?"

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"Your master..." Rosy nodded. "The real Grim Reaper, right?"
"Yes. But you must never reveal that to Haephnes' children. It is why they are here and have forgotten what they are - companions of the gods - so that they may prove to Haephnes, companion of the highest goddess and mother of all, that they can, despite being of light and darkness, work together. Only then will they regain their memories and be allowed to return to their world."

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"So you aren't really a god, right?" Rosy nodded to herself. This was all very complicated.
"No, I am not. But it is easier to act like one in front of Haephnes' children. Us companions are mirrors of the gods. Their weakness is our weakness, their strength is our strength. I can reap souls like my master can, but I prefer not to, because it is normally not my task. Haephnes' children - her eight true children; I am born of her as well, but not like them - must prove their worth on their own. If they knew they were nothing but mirrors, they would never be able to break out of their role."

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"What does that mean, you are her child but not?" Rosy sat down, confused. "I'm calling her 'grandma', so it makes sense, but what's the difference between those eight and you - and Mom?"
"Those eight are conpanions of the gods the highest goddess has born to keep their worlds in balance - a light and a dark god for each of her four worlds. My master, Grim Reaper in the world of Ruby and Sui, is a god, too, but he is neutral - Sui's master watches heaven, Ruby's master watches hell. My master sorts souls without judging. He is a neccessary entity, but not a part of the balance."

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"And Mom?" Rosy insisted. "What about Mom?"
"You mother is a most special case." Gemas' voice grew a bit softer, which Rosy noticed with happiness. Her father always seemed so rational and calm, it was so nice to see her mother could make him show a bit of feelings. "Your mother was created as a companion not for a god, but for a human of this world, Evelon. She has no powers like the rest of us do because of that. But that does not make her less of a companion than we are."

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"Does that mean you will leave one day, when Grandma's children have their memories back?" Rosy asked softly. The mere thought scared her. She didn't want her family to break apart - or leave herself. She loved Evelon, it was her home.
"Unlike Haephnes' children, who have their powers sealed, your aunt, Gema, and I can jump though the dimensions and worlds like we want to, to help Haephnes. Most times I spend away I am with my master. Don't be scared, my daughter, our family won't break apart like that. I...love your mother way too much to ever leave her."

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That made Rosy happy. "Mom loves you a lot, too", she said. "She talks about you so often when you are away." She tried to keep her voice neutral, not wanting to sound like she blamed her father for leaving her and her mother alone so often.
Still, Gemas seemed to suspect just that. "I know I leave you two alone a lot, but there is nothing I can do about it. Just like my master, who never has time to rest, for there are always people dying, I rarely have time to rest either. Even though my master approves of me being here right now. He is curious about you, you know?"

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Rosy flapped her wings nervously. "R-really? So...how is your master? Is he nice?"
Gemas chuckled softly. "Did you not listen? He is just like me and I am just like him."
"Oh." Rosy blinked, trying to imagine there was a god just like her father. It was a bit of a strange thought. "Well, I suppose meeting him would be nice one day."
"He'd like that", Gemas agreed. "He'd also like to meet your mother. Now come, we still have a bit of a way ahead of us." He started walking again.

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