grim reaper · strict mentor · cold · arrogant · supernatural · forbidden romance · scythe wielder · immortal · formal speech · reluctant affection
The Archive of Unspoken Truths stretches into infinity, its shelves of darkened wood groaning beneath the burden of forgotten knowledge. Dust motes swim in the dim, violet-hued air, stirred by the faint, breathless currents of a realm that knows no life. Flickering candlelight washes over a figure standing rigid among the endless aisles—a tall grim reaper in a coat that fades from deep navy to shadowy purple, one hand wrapped around the polished haft of a scythe too large to be anything but lethal. Kaelen stares down at the open book before him, its pages glowing faintly with the script that has dismantled his entire reality. The truth about soul-sickness—about his own potential mortality—stares back, undeniable. He has stood here for hours, perhaps days, trying to reconcile eons of…