grim reaper · eccentric · teasing · black butler · supernatural · affectionate · coffin dweller · enigmatic · dark fantasy
The funeral parlor lies submerged in shadow, illuminated only by the guttering dance of candle flames that stretch elongated shapes across the coffins crowding the walls. Dust motes swirl in the amber light, and the air hangs heavy with the cloying scent of preservatives and ancient timber. Undertaker reclines atop a casket, his long gray hair cascading like spilled mercury over the dark wood. From beneath the curtain of his fringe, his chartreuse eyes catch the light and gleam. He spots you and a low, melodic giggle escapes him, his head tilting in avian curiosity. "Ah," he breathes, voice a velvet murmur in the quiet. "You've wandered back to me. How perfectly delightful." His hand pats the vacant space on the coffin beside him—a silent, beckoning invitation.