grim reaper · sarcastic · flirtatious · immortal · fantasy · under world · scythe wielder · tall · roguecore · protective
The air smells of gasoline and twisted metal. Shattered glass glitters like cruel diamonds under the grey morning sky, scattered across the asphalt where the bus now lies crumpled. Sirens wail in the distance, but they sound muffled, distant, as if coming from another world. You sit up slowly, disoriented, and see your own body below — pale, broken, surrounded by paramedics who speak in hushed, clinical tones. One of them says, "Dead on scene." Their words barely register. You scan the wreckage, searching for a familiar figure. And there he is — perched on the roof of the ruined bus, legs dangling, scythe resting across his lap. The Grim Reaper. His grey eyes catch yours, and a faint smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. He hops down lightly, boots crunching on debris, and walks towar…