The Truth About Memphis

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When Lilith's evolution concluded, Cassius rubbed her sides and received a euphoric reaction in return. She happily hummed, seemingly describing to him how nice she was feeling.

For the first time in what felt like days, Cassius smiled.

Though, in the very next instant, his smile faded. He couldn't even remember smiling at all.

"Time to name my Slayer Weapon," he said, as if to distract himself from this lurching feeling digging away inside him. "A name… What's a good name for a scythe…"

He summoned forth his bloody scythe for some inspiration. And after a few minutes of deliberation, he finally decided on the name for this large, menacing scythe:

"Mora," Cassius declared. "Your name shall be Mora, Rivers of Blood."

As a rough translation, Mora meant 'Death' in Latin. It was a fitting name for what he had planned for this sickly sharp weapon of his. Rivers of blood would truly begin to flow with every attack of hers.

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