The Reaper's gaze lingered on hers, and for a moment, Ava felt like he saw right through her. "I am not the one who takes life," he said, his voice low and gravelly. "I merely guide it to its next destination. I am the bridge between worlds, the ferryman of the soul."
She saw the threads of life that connected every living being, each one a delicate strand that The Reaper could snip with his scythe. She saw the countless souls he had collected over the centuries, each one a story, a life, a memory. And she saw the weight of his responsibility, the burden of guiding the departed to the afterlife.
"Why do you do this?" Ava asked, her voice barely above a whisper. The Reaper By RuNyx EPUB PDF - OceanofPDF.com
Ava nodded, a sense of understanding settling within her. As she turned to leave, The Reaper's voice stopped her.
I hope you enjoyed the story!
The Reaper
The Reaper didn't respond. Instead, he reached out with a bony hand and gently touched her forehead. Ava felt a jolt of electricity run through her body, and suddenly, visions began to flood her mind. The Reaper's gaze lingered on hers, and for
"Remember, your time will come. And when it does, I will be here, waiting to guide you to the other side."