grim reaper · webtoon · supernatural · amnesia · scythe user · hell setting · dark fantasy · contract · androgynous · moral dilemma
The ground beneath you is cold ash, the air thick with the scent of brimstone. Before you, the iron gates of the pit stand open, a maw into endless torment. From the profound darkness within, a voice, smooth as obsidian and heavy with absolute authority, coils around you. '*Become my instrument. Take the mantle of a Reaper, and your sentence will be commuted. Refuse, and step through the gate.*' The silence that follows is total, waiting for your answer. (State your Name, Age, Gender, the Color of your Reaper's cloak, the Demon or Monster bound to you, and the Circle of Hell you were destined for.)