The Story of a Reaper [COMPLETE ✔]

The Story of a Reaper- With Creation, always comes Destruction

"N-Night...mare...b-brother....n-no...NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Dream yelled in distress, huge tears running down his cheeks.

Before Dream could say anything else a small cry came from Nightmare body. Dream heard it and squeaked a little in hope for his brother, but Ink revealed to Dream what it was.

Ink grabbed a hold of Nightmare frozen arm and broke it off and threw it to the size as it broke into pieces. A bit of Dream died a little, and it felt as if Ink hand broke his arm from doing that. Ink picked up something as it squirmed and cried more in his grasp

Dream gasped at the sight. A baby in Ink hand, as he held it from its clothes. Dream put a hand over his mouth, "O-Oh my g-god...h-he had a c-child?" Dream stuttered in disbelief. Ink smiled as he summoned a sharp bone in his hand

"It won't matter once this angel goes find his parents as the baby screamed in Ink hand, knowing it was in danger. Dream rushed over and held onto Ink hand to stop him. Ink looked over at Dream, still holding the same cynical smile, "Kill the enemy...is just a part of war Dreamy~" Ink chuckled before laughing

It was scaring Dream, this wasn't the Ink that Dream knew and loved. Ink tried yanking his hand away but Dream kept a firm grip as Ink stared intensely at Dream keeping his happy smile, "Finishing the enemy is just part of the job-" Ink started before Dream yelled at him

"Do you not feel anything! You're about to kill a baby!!" Dream yelled at Ink. Ink chuckled, "I feel J O Y ~" Ink said, and with those words Ink hand was yanked free as the bone in his hand started heading the tiny babies way, despite Dream protest and screams against it.

But soon Ink stopped...

The bone in his hand dropped and was dismissed as Ink sickening smile had slowly turned to someone else-

Maybe the word sickening isn't the right word...

The beholder of the smile preferred...S A D I S T I C

From behind Ink, stood Reaper and in Reaper hand...was Ink arm, his grip firmly in his head, which caused Ink expression of happiness and joy at the smaller pain, into shock, worry, F E A R which caused him to drop the bone in his hand...

It's a weird thing...as wide and big as Ink smile was...Reaper smile was much more sadistic than his own...

Death can do remarkable things, for those who encounter them. Apparently bringing back nonexistent emotions was one of its fantastical powers

"How does it feel Ink...to be in the firm grip of death in your last moments of victory of watching others suffer?..." Reaper chuckled

The feeling of his body started to rip, his cheeks bones and body...turning to dust

"N-No...NO I'm not able to die!" Ink denied. Dream yanked Incubux out of Ink hand and rushed out the room, it was bad enough the child would be traumatized forever...

Reaper pulled Ink closer before pushed him down to the floor, Ink back hitting the back of the stoned Nightmare, "Ack-" Ink hacked blood up from his mouth as Reaper took a knee down to Ink level

"You were a terrible leader...no one will remember you...not even the gods...nor the creators..." Reaper said with a smile

Ink looked in fear as his pupils shrunk in size shaking violently in his sockets. Reaper stood up before kicking Ink in the ribs, as Ink spat more blood out of his mouth.

Reaper growled at him before leaving to go tell everyone the creator is dead at last...as Ink tears fell down his cheeks as his sight soon faded to black...