Hey everyone! This is my first fanfic, and the first chapter's a bit short, sorry!
The Grim Reaper has been trying for years to get this mortals soul. He doesn't know why it's been so hard. Reaper has tried office fires, collapsing buildings, dropping pianos, and hells, even derailing trains!
The Reaper is frustrated. He has been trying with no avail to get rid of this mortal, just to claim their damned soul! But it never works! "Hells, mortal! Why must you be so hard to capture!" He yells, kicking his door before sitting down on his bed.
Reaper grabs his axolotl stuffed animal. No matter how many times people tell him so, he will never see Azreal as "childish". What does it matter if he's pink and fluffy!?
To hells with anyone who dares insult Azreal. After what feels like damn near 2 years, The Reaper gets an idea. 'What if... I made a chat...'
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The Reaper's Decision
RomanceThis fanfiction is for the game: A Date With Death. It is found on Steam, and I recommend playing! Anygays, in this fanfic, you choose your name, because the whole Y/N thing. You are a suicidal male in your early 20's. 23, to be exact. The Grim Rea...
