Re-purr is a fortuneless Chosen. That basically means her luck isn't as great as a normal individual. A fortuneless Chosen is always meant to encounter situations that are awful or are death related.
Such a shame. But even worse than that, she doesn't know her own blessing at all. She hasn't found what her blessing does or how it works.
She is sure that every Chosen gets a blessing. But what if she is an exception? Her bad luck definitely would make that possible.
"Why everything has to suck so much. Meow."
Her bad luck had made her life a living hell. Ordinary humans hate Chosen and she was a living bad luck attracting machine. She was a bad omen for all and herself too. So, she did the logical thing and moved to the literal hell where she belongs.
She came to hell to never have to worry about people. Now she has to only worry about surviving. But strangely enough, she doesn't find it that much of a chore. If she thinks about it, hell feels like a home more than her actual home. She hated her real home. It was a terrible place.
It doesn't matter though. That past is long gone. She is in hell now and hell is such a nice place. She can kill weak or close to death sinned souls if she wants to or just hide away in a hole or something. She doesn't like killing but for survival she has to make some sacrifices.
Her life would be easy if that's the only thing she has to do. But she is a fortuneless Chosen. Bad luck follows her even to hell.
Everyday something unexpectable happen. She always has to worry about sinned soul creeping up on her. Unlikely things happen around her like a curse that just wants to kill her. Her fate is sealed. She is a walking disaster packet with no peace in sight.
Not just that but she even makes other Chosen unlucky too. Just by being in their presence?
She has notice that when she was a child too. People around her always get into terrible situation out of nowhere. She doesn't attract bad luck to herself but for others too.
Is this her blessing?
"This isn't a blessing. It is a curse. A joke. Everything bad always happen to me. Meow? Why? Why? Why?"
This terrible life has made her quite depressed. To calm herself down she sometimes do self-harm on herself. It calms her do a little. It is a warm feeling that she can get from fighting. But that involves risking her life and she hates that. She rather do things that are easier.
However, not everything is that bad. She found friends or just some companions that felt pity on her. It happened recent. Basically, after the battle of mountainous soul.
She hid away from that entire battle. But even that wasn't enough for the violence to found her. Damn this bad luck.
However, because of that she met three of them.
Tuff is a restless Chosen. He is quite tough and energetic but a little reckless. Getting into trouble is his hobby. He is also very rude. Re-purr doesn't understand why is he always so rude with her though. But that can be explained easily.
She isn't much good at combat and that is probably the reason he gets so annoyed cause of her. She needs to work on that.
"I am trying my best, okay? Meow needs time."
Then there is Coal. He is also a Restless Chosen but surprising he is quite nicer than tuff. She always thought a Chosen's nature is related to the type of God. But perhaps, that isn't true.
Then there is Sora. She is small and quite adorable. But she is a grown woman. Re-purr had no idea that this isn't just a child that got lost in hell for some reason. But now that she thinks about it. it really makes her feel stupid. Like what would a child be even doing here? There is no way a child can reach this far in hell.
Re-purr sometimes is so stupid.
And speaking of stupid, Sora fooled her again. At first, she had thought that she was a listless Chosen because of her stoic nature. But in reality, she is a shapeless Chosen. It is quite obvious when she changes size of her limbs. But without that, it is hard to tell that about her.
Sora is the leader of her group. Re-purr doesn't know how did all three meet or even got together. She was the last member to join the group so she doesn't know much about it.
But she does feel like she fit in well. Sora is the woman of the house. Tuff and Coal would be her children and Re-purr is the cat.
All three doesn't understand why does Re-purr behave like a cat all the time and wear those weird cat ears. It is all so unnecessary.
"Let me do what I what, meow."
Even if this isn't a perfect life she wanted. It is a life she got and she likes it. But Chosen are attracted to sinned souls and mountainous soul is still alive so of course they will try to find it and kill it.
Some even have found out that there are secrets hidden inside of that mountainous soul about the Gods. She would be lying if that doesn't make her curious.
That was enough reason for her group to find Blood valley and try to kill that mountainous soul themselves. It is ambitious but had hoped that maybe she can help them a little.
But that doesn't happen. The moment they entered the blood valley they were attacked by a Chosen. Just one Chosen who is terrifyingly strong and dangerous.
She even managed to break Tuff's skin. That just sounds impossible but she did that. But they're not dead. They can still kill her or escape.
But no, thanks to Re-purr's bad luck. She was flown towards her and now she is in front of Re-purr. Ready to kill her. She curses herself and her unlucky life.
'Why is always has to be me? Meoooow."
***
Skin smiles at Re-purr and pulls her Polearm (Dicky) out of the fleshy wall to kill her. However, as she pulls on it. Dicky somehow breaks.
That is strange. It is like some unknown misfortunate power causing bad things to happen. Or it could be cause of all deadly fighting she's been doing with other Chosen. Dicky had to endure a lot.
Taking that as a chance of survival. Re-purr attacks Skin with her own weapon. Her weapon is a bone and hard rock that is attached together with intestine of a sinned soul. These creature's flesh is tough even the insides of these creatures can be like steel.
It is like a make shift flail type weapon.
She uses it to attack Skin. But it is such a weak and pathetic attack that Skin dodges it without much effort.
This weapon reminds her of Louis though. She loved him as a flail and she sort of miss him too. Not technically him but the flail part of him. He was a good weapon that she enjoyed a tone.
Skin picks up her Polearm (Dicky) and it repair itself in her hands in no time. It takes so little time in fact Re-purr doesn't even get the time to attack her enemy again.
Skin slaps her and she falls to the ground.
Re-purr thought this is it. She is dead now but instead of her chest being pierced with that polearm. She got pierced with something else. The red gaze of a terrifying monster.
Skin's eyes so close to Re-purr's eyes. Then she asks her a quick question.
"What is your name, cutie?"
Re-purr confused and doesn't know what to do just answer without thinking about it.
"Re-…. Re-purr like Reaper. But I am a cat. So, Re-purr cause cats…they purr. Meow."
A weird smile creeps on Skin's face and Re-purr can't help but sweat at that.
"You are cute. But I am busy so we'll kiss later, okay?"
After saying that, Skin leaves. Re-purr is left alone and she is wondering if this is the first fortunate thing ever happened to her.
Actually, it is the worst thing that could happen. But let the girl dream a little. Or not, because she doesn't really have time to dream.
Skin has gone back to fighting and it seemed like even more Chosen have joined the fighting. Good for Skin but not for her companions that are fighting for their lives. But can Re-purr even do anything?
No, not really.
She doesn't have any combat ability. She is weak and can only be used as a meat shield. That isn't really what she wants though.
So, like a coward she runs away from the violence. She just has to survive this chaos. She is sure that her companions can survive all on their own. They are much more capable than her.
'Yeah, they can survive. They are stronger than me."
Re-purr abandons them to luck and runs away. She is afraid to look back and see the corpses of her companions. She doesn't have heart to help them nor she has a heart to see them die.
She is fine if she can just run away. So, she runs as fast as she can. Away from the violence and bloodshed. She can survive this. Her luck may have run out but she never relied on luck. She relied on her instincts to run away whenever trouble is in sight.
So, that's all she does.
Soon, she is far away from the chaos. Out of sight but she can still her laughter and screams. She isn't that far away. But this should be okay. Nobody would come out here for no reason.
Chosen love fighting so why would they come out here, right?
"Hey…?"
Re-purr freezes. An emotionless voice comes from behind. Why is her luck so bad? What is somebody even doing here? Why not go away and fight the real fight. She doesn't know how to fight at all. She can't satisfy anyone's bloodlust.
She turns around and sees a man. He looks quick strong. Stronger than Re-purr. He is carrying a weirdly shaped weapon. Is it a makeshift weapon made out of a Sinned soul or something? It has the smell of sins.
His face is expressionless. It is hard to tell what is he even thinking about in that head of his. But the most noticeable thing is his eyes. They both are different colors. This person is none other than Man-man.
However, Re-purr's attention is somewhere else. Those different colored eyes is making Re-purr jealous. She wishes that she has those eyes. If she does then she would be a heterochromatic cat. Basically, even cuter than now. So, sad she can't have them.
Ignoring her idle thoughts. Man-man asks.
"Wanna help?"
She is dumbfounded and instinctively speaks.
"Meow?"