*Warning been a while since i attempted a story. Sorry if its bleh please give feedback my dudes and dudets!!*
As humans live they talk about my job being easy and how I don't have a care in the world for the human species and all I want is to collect your soul and decide for you to go live with big man up stairs or, the guy in hell. I been getting hated on for doing something I was created to do. I didn't ask to be the Reaper, if anything I'd like to be human...to actually have a soul but, they decided to make me a heartless monster. A monster hated by many and loved by few...after all I'm a walking skeleton that carries a sythe and dressed in black.
It was a decent day out. Nice and sunny with a slight breeze flowing against the streets of Detroit. Death count is 50 which isn't that bad for the day. "Picked up the cancer kids in the hospital, Jenny from the bank,sweet young lady. Sad she had to go." She was in her early 20s and that asshole had to kill her? "Should of been that dick of a father. Doesn't matter I'll see him soon enough." I said while looking at my list.
I slid my boney finger down the list of victims of the day to find who's next. "Ahh," I whisper in a light raspy tone. I teleported to where the old man was located and started looking around the retirement home. I walked through the halls poking my head in and out if rooms looking for him but had no soul. As I made my way twards the east side of the building and I cought a name that was familiar.
"Having a good day so far Mr. Evan?" I stoped walking forward and glanced down my list and found his name. John Evan, I slowly made my way to the old mans room to see if it was.
"Yes I am," he said in his old weathered tiring voice. "I'll be starting a new chapter in my life soon and get to see my father again after twenty years."
I grined and knew he was it him. I walked into the room and allowed John to see me. "Anything else i can do for you while I'm here Mr. Evan?" the caretaker asked.
"No. Not at the moment ma'am" he said while smiling. The cartaker left the room and left John and I to our selves.
"Are you ready Mr.John?" I asked. He looked up at me with sparkling eyes and a smile.
"If it's alright with you can I head out to the garden one last time?" I nodded in agreement then we made our way to the garden.
*hope you ladies and genitals enjoyed that chapter. Second one will be up later tonight*
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