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Prologue to The PitPrologue to The Pit by KrisshysBlackROSE
Blood, and lots of it. That nice thick arrancar blood that runs like rivers here. Phara rushed from bedside to bedside with a medical cart, her three daughters attending the other towers. They had much less experience with medicine and they definitely didn’t have the resurrection powers that their mother had. Phara had a unique gift. With faith in the powers that be, and gruesome ritualistic ceremonies, Phara was able to bring back the dead. Though she had to do them all at the same time, so it would take less out of her. With each ceremony, she comes close to death herself. It was much easier to take care of the ones who were sent to hell, rather than getting back the ones who were purified and sent to the soul society.
She stood behind her medical cart, gathering enough evening primrose and parsley, and a special herb from the Menos forest to make a rather nausea-inducing concoction. She smeared it on patient after patient, and waited. She was quiet the