Short story;

Wrong conception

A/n
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Greedily, I take another human. "Yes!" I exclaim, "YES!" I put the human up on my scale, "Heaven worthy." I push it towards the gates of heaven.

Back to earth, I think. I roam the world, people shiver when I touch them. It's one of the things that make me keep going as death.

I find a graveyard and see an aura around a grave. I dive into the grave and starts pulling at the body. It's like taking a sticker of its paper, you have to find the right corner. I do, and pull its soul out their body.

Sleepily, I pull at their arm and take it to my place. "Yes.. YES!" I laugh evilly. I weight the human. "Another worthy for heaven," I roll my eyes. This is nothing fun.

*_*

Hundreds of years later.

Many auras. "Why is-?" I think aloud. I pull at two souls at the same time. "This is getting too much." Just at that moment, a living human enters the graveyard. I speed up, but am not fast enough to leave before they walk past me, and they shiver. "Brrr"

They look around, but don't pay too much attention to it any longer. I fly upwards again, to my place, to weight the souls of these freshly- died humans.

After I decide what to happen to them, I put down for a while. It's been so fucking busy lately, and lonely. I decide to check up on what the hell is happening.

I'm almost hit by a... whatever it is... on my way. It's a pointy object and it's huge. It has orange and red flames coming from the end of it and it's going towards the earth.

If I weren't death, I would've been dead for sure, and if I weren't death, I would have definitely stopped it. Shit.

I speed up, following the thing. It reaches an place and what happens next, I had never expected.

A large area of houses, more like mansions, shops, a market -where no one was- was cleared out. Almost an entire city was wiped out by the -whatever it was.

Suddenly I hear another loud, deafening roaring sound, the same as before. More of them start coming and although they can't do me harm, I still try and dodge every one. Underneath me I see aura's die, ready to be taken.

In a possibility to maybe, perhaps, hopefully, kind of slow them, or maybe even stop, I go around it, through it, nothing.

I have no choice but looking down as I see the end of humanity approaching.

And the end of me.

I close off my vision.

*_*

When after what feels like an eternity, I slowly allow my vision to come back. I make a few rounds around the world, but nothing seems to be alive if you'd look at it. But me, I can see auras when they're dead. And there's a lot of them.

I start plucking different auras from differ places, wondering how and why I'm still alive. Am I here for the animals, or did the impossible become possible? Did someone.. survive?

It has to be.

As I search for more and more auras to pick up souls and bring them to my place, I don't hesitate to take my time and look around for -maybe- alive human souls.