Chapter 1

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Everyone dies...

You cannot stop death. There's no possible, physical way. Dying is natural and normal. But there's one question that stays in the back of everyone's head.

" Who causes Death?"

No one knows for sure. Some think god or the devil himself..

We are going to answer that question. Right now actually. The grim Reaper himself. No he's not one of the Devil's minions. He has control over his own body and people deaths. That's his name. Death. Death isn't just a slaughtering, spirit releasing demon. He's a wolf. That's right.. A wolf..

I know what you're thinking. Walking on all fours with a canine body. Well you're wrong. Death has all features of a wolf, but looks like a human. Actually, there is a whole race of these humanoid wolves. They talk, walk and are an intelligent species.

As you know, wolves travel in packs. So there are multiple tribes. Blood, Water, Fire, and Earth. Each tribe is different. Most have equality, while others don't. Also, it is bad and good for a wolf to have a specific color. Blood bright shades of red. Water beautiful blues. Fire orangey sunsets. And Earth earthy greens a browns.

Let's focus back on death. We will get to the tribes later.

Death, the Grim Reaper was born into the throne. Death want to kill others. He thought it was murder.

His father- Darklord, told his son,--" Dying is natural and that we need to put the souls to rest, to past on to the Lord above us all." He explained. Death finally understood and agreed. But that didn't last long.

His father, Lord of the underworld somehow got very ill. He told his son to take the family Sythe and kill him. Death didn't want to do this. He was heir to the throne after all.

But surely...' I don't want my father....to be my first task as king...'

Darklord begged and pleaded. Finally, Death killed his father, to end his father's pain and suffering. But...guilt lingererd..

Death was devastated his father died. Along with his mother. Now...Death was king. A sorrowful and agonizing king. All he need now was a Queen. But didn't have any interest in any other females in the underworld.

He wanted someone who, loved him....and not his riches. That all changed one day...

One night, one servent said someone was about to commit suicide. "Suicidal bastards..." Death sighed. As always Death went to do the job he hated so terribly much. So he went 'upstairs' to kill.

Once he found the person he stopped 'dead' in his tracks. (AN: XDDD) he was starstrucked. He finally found his queen.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 13, 2015 ⏰

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