Authors note-
This has never been edited so don't bully me it's ab the grim reaper falling in love with a mortal but I'm debating if it should be a mlm or a wlw so I'm making the protagonist have they them pronouns and the reaper using he him k bye hope u like ps there might be more than one part
As Morgan lays there with their family crying, the flatline hits and the doctor unplugs the monitor. They rub their eyes and see a hooded...person? They get up from the uncomfortable position on the cobbled floor. The hooded entity turns around but what Morgan sees is a skull looking back at them.
"...am I dead?" Morgan asked. "Quite." He replied in a deep, burly voice. He walked up to Morgan and put his hand out. They took it and stood up, looking around. Both of them were surrounded with fire and muffled screams of agony below. Morgan wrinkled their brow in confusion.
"Wait- let me get this straight am I in hell? Are you the grim reaper? How do I not-" "One question at a time and don't be so jittery hell isn't that bad. Oh and yes I am the grim reaper just call me grim. That's two questions answered."
He replied, while both walking to...an office?
"Sit." He gestured to a chair in front of a table with another chair across from it. The office had a quite exquisite style. A Victorian style is best to describe it. Morgan sat while he slowly walked to the other chair, letting his finger lime across the beaded lining of the mahogany table. "So let me get this straight," he sat down and took out a clipboard, flipping through the pages. "Your name is Morgan Vidalia and you died of a disease called COVID correct?" (DONT FUCKING JUDGE ME IM LAZY) "Yes."
"Ok well I'm going to need you to-" a landline phone rang which cut him off. He walked over to the phone and answered. "Grim here. Speak." Whoever was on the other side sure was taking a long time. "Tonight?" Grim sighed. "Alright, I will." The call ended and Grim went back to his seat. "Change of plans you're going to have to go with me to the blood moon ball." (TES THIS IS A REFERENCE FROM STAR VS THE FORCES OF EVIL DONT ATTACK ME plus I haven't seen it in a while so the explanation might not be the best)
Morgan raised an eyebrow and her lips parted, hesitant to speak. "What exactly is the blood moon ball..?" "It's when all royalties of the underworld get together for when the moon hits a certain angle in a sacred now updated temple which emits a red blood like light upon it. It is said that whoever the moon quote on quote chooses, both entities will fall in love whilst dancing about in the light. Got all that?" "Well that's a lot to take in but at least I think I did."
"Alright, well there's more. I'm afraid that taking over the rather tedious job of taking souls in the underworld is one of many I am the heir to the throne of a royal family in which I am required to attend the ball." "So basically you're saying that you have to go to the ball because of your royalty and need someone to go with you." "Precisely. There are a handful of rules to catch up on if we need to come off as a rather elegant couple in this situation. First off, clothing but more importantly, manners."
Morgan's eyes lit up while listening to grim explaining everything. It's always been their dream to be in an adorned outfit with a lover. "Alright, where do we start?" They said, more enthusiastic at this rate.
