Reincarnated With A Undead System?

would like to start of by saying, "MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!"

Now this is not a continuation of the normal story this is a one off for Christmas specifically. As it stands I plan on doing this for Halloween and Christmas. That's all from me have a great day and a merry Christmas.

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{(Ding!) Mission available!} 'Mission available what do you mean? I don't wanna work it's Christmas eve.' {[SAVE SANTA!]} 'WHAT! WHO THE HELL GOT SANTA!' {Would host like to see the quest details?} 'YOU BET YOUR A.S.S!'

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[SAVE SANTA!]

The fallen King want's to know what magic Santa uses to get around the world and deliver gifts to everyone in one night. So he kidnapped Santa! Your job is to make sure that Santa can deliver the presents to all of the children. GO fourth and save Christmas!

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'...REALLY!?! Okay, lets begin.' Fenrir smiled slightly as he stood from his throne. In the middle of the Parliament he was attending. "STOP! I'm sorry but something has come up. I would like to make an announcement. I have just learned that the Fallen King has kidnapped... (Sigh) Santa Claus." The uproar was amazing, "How dare they!" "They did what!" "My lord we must save him!" The train of thought was going in the direction I thought it would. I smiled, "Indeed we do. I will begin the covert action of finding and retrieving Santa. The rest of you need to keep this quiet understood?" I heard a resounding answer, "Yes sir." The game's afoot.

A few hours latter I stood before the castle of the fallen king. Behind me stood a few undead assassins, a fallen elder and a human thief. "Well let's see what we can do about this magic barrier..." I stood and reach forward slightly to touch an invisible protective barrier. To this i just cast magic acid. A terrible spell, It eats the magic in the spell first then it eats all the magic it lands on. Really nasty, after all fallen are a mostly magical being so it can do some terrible things. But that doesn't really matter. All that matters is that I can see Santa's f.u.c.k.i.n.g sleigh from here. "You guy's get Santa and get out I'll distract the king and his guards.

Walking to the castle is so damn slow... So instead I blew a hole in the wall and waited for them to come to me. I didn't have to wait long as a fireball almost hit me in the face. I say almost cus I stepped to the side just enough for it to go past my head. "WHO DARE"S DAMAGE MY HOME!" Funny, I don't think he figured out who I am yet... Let's play a little game.

"I am the ghost of Christmas past", a silhouette appeared in the mist. Upon hearing those words the king and his guards were startled. It was only going to get worse, The mist acted like a TV and started playing scenes from the kings past. Happy scenes of Christmas. One of him as a boy smiling and laughing with him mother as they sat before the fire on Christmas eve. Another of when he and his younger brother opened gifts that morning, They all brought tears to the eye's of the king and his guards, "How dare you show me my past!" the king though was angry.... very angry. "I only came to show you what you were..." Then the silhouette disappeared. Only to be replaced by a Big burly man in green wearing a writhe and wielding a torch. "I am Christmas present, here to show what is."

The mist changed again this time to the cheer in the city. Family laughing as they hug each other as they sit down to eat, as they just be merry in every way they can. "This is what is, the happy side at least," Next it showed the poor, hungry and homeless. Stopping only on one orphanage run by his brother that the king didn't know about. Among those children one stood out, a young man desperately sick who hid it for everyone else's benefit. "Is he t die?" The king asked, "If nothing is changed his future only reads for that fate." This got to the king. "It is now time I go, As the clock strikes 120:00." Indeed the bells struck twelve. as the man disappeared into the mist. A voice was soon heard , "I'm The ghost of Christmas yet to come." "What?" This time the mist showed a grave, The kings grave. And at this grave stood his brother who only shook his head before walking away. This was not a fate the King wanted. "This is what could be." And then the Shadowy figure left, disappearing from view as the mist receded.

{(ding!) Mission complete!} "HO! HO! HO! Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"