Reaper Diaries
The Overworld was always crowded by mortals. Even thou the Reaper was still mortal, they lost interest in living and dulled out. There were very few who could approach the Reaper. The knight was one of them. The knight saw the reaper grow, saw the reaper through all its times, yet loved and cared for them. The only thing that kept the overworld slightly interesting for the reaper was the knight’s nagging. Their bond went beyond time. The knight witnessed the reaper sell their soul to Hades. He never understood why, just like most things the reaper did. He would question it for he had to know why. Until the day arrived when he gained his answer. The time wasn’t the same as it was. Everything went through a change. The tree grew a few more branches, went through a few more seasons and the breeze had changed its course. The knight as always asked, “Why?” Not expecting a response basking in the gloomy sun, it was different today. The reaper sighed, “So I can see Him for One Last Time.” The knight was shocked, not because he got an answer but because he saw tears in the eyes of the reaper. A reaper can’t feel things unless……..There was a lot that changed, the two had grown up, the ground had changed from housing just roots to housing a grave and a vow made among three that remained among two. Lost in the wind were the words of three wounded souls, two that remain to tell the tale.
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