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If anything, he showed them—just slightly, just enough to remind you what he was. He caught my gaze. Smirked. It was small. Sharp. Lethal. I looked away first. “Next to him,” Loralie whispered, “with the silver eyes and that whole ‘I’ve seen your death’ vibe? Silas Grimm. His family runs the reaper line. Literal emissaries of death. Half-reaper, half-shadow. No one knows his age. Death incarnate in a hoodie. Don't touch him unless you're into soul dismemberment.”

The thought of abandoning him has in fact entered my mind. {There is nothing we can do,} Septimus sends back faintly. {The moment we crossed over to the mortal realm, we passed a point of no return. In the abattoir, everyone is bound to get eaten, even wolves in sheep’s clothing.} {Fight them! You’re the Grim Reaper for Christ’s sake. Show them who you are!} {It is over. I have already lingered too long on this side. Listen, Wampus, there is something I need to tell you before it is too late.}

“Your friend, Chrissy. I heard her death was a spectacle. I enjoy spectacles. Sadly, I did not see so this is all I want in return.” “If I say no?” “I do not make threats. I think we have that in common.” He rose from the chair he was sitting on. He wasn’t only big but muscular. Even with his round belly, it would be impossible to mix the muscular density of his arms. “Send my regards to the Reaper. I heard he showed his face after twenty years of hiding. I was tempted to have my man kill him where he stands at the moment but I wouldn’t want to be on your bad side like my son. I hope you have a lovely night, dear one,”

"Please listen to me. Those beings are truly... idiotic. Just calm down and follow my instructions. Trust me." The green being infront of her started to grunt. It spoke of something she couldn't understand. ❇❇❇ The orc had just finished swooping down the last soul from the gas station. He and his comrade, Schnek were incharge of this whole area. As he was about to walk forward, he saw a figure slumping down a few steps away from him. "A normal!" "Lucky me," he thought as he licked his lip. "Another soul added to my capsule."

So he just gently patted her head three times. "Don't cry, your father will be sad if he sees you from above," said Dark. The girl looked at him. "I'm leaving. Bye!" Dark stood up and the girl said goodbye. ******** Death is an essential element of life and the reaper must claim the souls of the deceased to preserve the balance of nature. The Reaper doesn't "kill" mortals, but simply guide their spirits to the next realm, and it is not their job to judge souls or determine what they will become.

A massive Grim Reaper's scythe appeared on the blood-red screen. This was the highest honor in the Shadow Web Syndicate. An unrivaled glory held by one man for over 20 years! Ranked first on the Death List, he held the true title of "Grim Reaper," a position that had never changed hands in all that time!

I replied, and he smiled. "Do you know where to?" I asked, and he nodded. "Good." I held onto Rose's hand when I sensed that she wanted to run away. I pulled her close and wrapped my arms around her waist. "What's wrong?" "I asked, genuinely concerned. "That's the Grim Reaper!" Do you know what those do to humans?'' She asked incredulously, and I nodded. "They suck souls from humans and feed them to hounds!" She whisper-yelled, and I burst out laughing.

"Firstly, I want to tell you all that I'm grateful for setting me free. Secondly, I as a grim reaper would go back to my post and continue my job. Thirdly, I don't give a fuck of whatever is happening to god" "Grim Reaper, you are not allowed to cuss in the palace " The second Elder reprimanded. "Whatever " She mouthed and turned to leave but suddenly her body was bound with a chain making her unable to leave. "Grim Reaper Rose, This is your mission you are not allowed to reject it. Accepting it guarantees your freedom." The Third Elder dressed in a blue apparel suddenly spoke. His voice was gentle and could make anyone listen to him but unfortunately the person is Rose Blair.

Sweat trickles from my forehead down to my neck, my eyes turn dry when I open them so widely as I watch the horrifying figure walk towards us. I grab Daniella’s arm and pull her close, nervously I whisper in her ear——expressionless skeletal face, long hooded cloak, gigantic scythe, “I-isn’t that the Grim Reaper!?” “Um-hmm.” calmly Daniella nods, it seems like she has some ideas about this figure too. Everybody knows who a Grim Reaper is, if someone doesn’t know about him, he collects souls! He is a personified force of death!

Anita called Andrea's attention and questioned her, " I told you about this earlier. Are you able to find out who is behind it? And what is that creature? The two times I have encountered it, I realized it just want my soul." Andrea took out her wand and waved it. Her eyes flickered, but she shook her head negatively. " I haven't gotten the culprit. But you have to take me to Crescent Fierce Moon Pack, maybe I can find out who is really behind it once I get to that room. And about the creature, it's a grim reaper. They are creatures that collect souls from the dead or people that are close to dying. They help those collected souls to cross to the aimed place ,or to the forgotten realm, or re