Why did it have to be this way? I could only be in one world for so long. I had caught monsters fought life or death video games and shot myself in a slingshot. Over time through my battles my hair had gone red, never taking showers or changing clothing. The blood of my enemies and old friends I betrayed, nothing ever seemed to go right in the places I went nothing ever stayed the same. I have many names, but my works name has always been the same grim reaper.
Why do I betray those I meet? Why do I imprison others then leave them to rot in cells? Why do I kill those I meet and converse with? Why did I even accept this job?
Once I was just a boy who wanted to experience his video games. The Grim reaper community sent me to work in the video games. I was sent with a partner who quaked and hissed, to the first game I was sent to fix. In the time I was sent the community was called the Godly community, a place to help the worlds get on track. I ended that and started a new.
Why do I destroy lives?Ruin opportunity? Create cracks in reality of games that are perfect and good for all ages?
Who am I and how did I get here?
