(A/N: Whenever there parts like this: (WHAT IS GOING ON?) When it is Italicized and in parenthesis, it means that it is a first person thought so you are thinking... okay keep reading!)
Blades...
...as sharp as one's mind.
The blades of the many red guillotines stared down at you and Kid as you both walked down to visit Lord Death. As what it seemed to be an abyss of hallways, it finally ended only to reveal a platform isolated in what looked like the middle of nowhere with crosses. It felt like you were outside because of the realistic open sky -- but it gave away that it was fake from its windows.
You saw a black shadow what seemed to be talking to someone who was dressed in white cloth with an odd mask. You thought the mask represents something like, 'heaven'. As you and Kid approached closer to the figures they then turned to you -- the dark shadow revealing its comical mask. You then assumed he was Lord Death.
Lord Death then began to speak to us, "Hello, hello son! And (Name)!" He chirped with his silly voice.
"Hello father. I wanted to talk to you about (Name)." As Kid spoke the words, it seemed as the white figure had some interest and wanted to listen in. "She has no idea herself, but I wanted to know why she has such powers she posses. If she was a witch I would be able to see it by now in her soul -- in face her soul is really huge; if not, larger than my soul."
You stood there silently waiting for Lord Death's answer.
(Goddamn this room feels more tense since we got here)
After what seemed like forever, Lord Death spoke, "So you want to know, huh?" You eagerly nodded your head. "Well I guess now is a good time to tell you," Death turned to the white figure, "This is the Goddess of Death; she is my sister."
(HE HAS A SISTER. AND I WAS ALREADY BAFFLED ENOUGH HE HAS A SON)
All you and Kid could say was, "WHAT?!"
"Now now, calm down." (HOW?) "Anyway, not only is she related to me... but she is related to Miss (Name)."
(I'M DONE. DONE!)
"H-how is t-that even possible?!" was all you could choke out.
The Goddess of Death finally spoke with an angelic voice; "Eager to know huh?" she then chuckled.
(She sounds so familiar, but I can't pinpoint who she is)
"Well dear, if you must know..." She went to take her mask off and I felt my eyes grow wide like never before.
(A/N: DUN DUN DUNNNNN I am going to type the next chapter right now so... DON'T YOU WORRY DON'T YOU WORRY CHIIIILD~)