Brook X GN Reader || I'm The Grim Reaper

Chapter 1

     A raven-haired woman, with a scar that looked like an X on her lips, stood in a black void like room. "I'm awake!" She stated, as her eyes shot open suddenly. Unfamiliar with her surroundings, she looks to her left, then her right. There were other people around her, all of different ages, genders, and nationalities. All of them were standing in a single file line that seemed to go on forever.

   She taps the shoulder of the man in front of her. "Excuse me..." She mumbled. The man turned around, revealing his severely cut throat. "..yes?"

    The woman's eyes widen in shock, a gasp escaping her lips. "..Miss? You like you've just seen a ghost." His head fell off of his neck, ripping. The inside of his neck was showing, only being held on by a small bit of flesh.

  "Oh, he was beheaded." A woman from behind her spoke. As the dark-haired woman turned around, she saw the other woman's rotting and melting face. Half of it was left below her skin exposed, and it was sagging. A red hand rises behind the dark-haired woman, but she fails to notice it.

   The woman with the melting face continues speaking. "Really, out of all the ways to go. Poor dear." Her eye fell from the socket. The red hand reached higher. The dark-haired woman began to speak again, terrified and confused. "Y-you're all-"

   Her sentence was cut short by the red hand trapping her and yanking her into the floor.

  
    She found herself being dropped to the ground with a thud. Red flowers and gravestones littered the ground below her. "Where... Am I?" She sits up, noticing more, larger graves around her. "Graves?"

   "Isn't it obvious?" A voice says from behind her, shocking her slightly. Her head whipped in the direction the voice came from. There was a man, sitting on a gravestone of an angel holding a cross.

   Well, he certainly wasn't human. He was practically naked, but from his hips down were black and so were his elbows and the rest of his arms. He had horns on his white hair, and another pair that covered his ears, similar to ram horns. He had yellow eyes and yellow stitches on his neck. He also had fangs, and some sort of symbol on his chest. A black diamond, with an orange-ish yellow circle in it, and a thick black X in the circle. He also had these thin black wings, three on each side of him. He had this insane look in his eyes.

    "You're in hell, you filthy sinner!" The woman stood up, looking around in the distance, then back at the creature. "...Hell?" The creature hopped down to the floor, his arms resting on his hips. He started walking toward her, and her eyes widened.

   'He's.. Coming towards me... What do I do?'  As he got closer to her, her mind started to race. 'Do I run? Fight? Can I even escape this place?'

    He came to a stop in front of her and unexpectedly took her hand and shook it. Instead of the intimidating look he had previously held, it was a bubbly and kind aura. "I'm a huuuge fan!" He said, dragging his words. "Eh..?" She let out a sound of confusion. He started to shake her hand slightly more aggressively. She noticed he also had a tail.

     "Oh my god, I've been waiting for you to die for so long! You're my favorite sinner!" The woman held a confused look on her face. The creature started ranting, while she continued trying to process what in the hell (hehe... Get it?) Was happening.

    "And what the heck is with that hair? So bad! Did you stick your head into a woodchipper? You're so absolutely unimpressive! At least your body is in perfect condition, a small victory!" The woman gently pushed him away, stopping his speaking.

      "Please, wait!" She took on a serious tone. "Does this mean... I'm dead?" The creature took an amused yet intimating look yet again. "I just told you that. You're seriously slow, aren't you?"

    "I don't remember anything! What on earth did I do to end up here?!" The creature turned his back to her.

    "In life, you were the worst of the worst. So much so, that I kept my eye on you in particular. I was going to send you to an eternity in the Ninth Circle, but decided that your situation is perfect to fulfil a certain job for me. So, I decided to grab you straight from judgment. A sinner like you has no chance of redemption, anyway!"

     "I was... That bad?" She says, her voice leaking with disappointment, before her face went blank. "... I see. So, what is this job you have for me?" The creature got excited again.

   "I want you..." He paused. "To become the Grim reaper!"

    She looked blankly at him. "Won't there be some severe imagery issues?!" She says, pictures the skeleton with a scythe and dark black coat that the grim reaper normally represents, who looks nothing like the short black-haired woman she was.

      "Hmmm, I guess you are kind of old..." He says, misunderstanding what she meant. She felt a little offended by the comment.

     The creature became energetic yet again. "Anyway, enough of that! Let me explain to you the whole Grim Reaper shindig! The waking world is full of sinners walking around without a care. They'll be marked with an X, visible to only a grim reaper! That's where you come in - reaping the soul of a sinner will send them straight to hell, and all you need to do is kill one a day to meet your quota! Sound good? Let's shake on it!"

    He rested one hand on his hip, and held the other out for her to shake. "And if I refuse?" She asks. The creature smiles. Sinisterly. "Then your sentence in hell will begin immediately."

    He snapped his fingers, and the woman appeared in another endless black void. She looked around, frantic. 'What? I can't... feel anything...'  She tries to speak, but no sound comes out. She couldn't breathe, either. Her eyes fill with tears, and her hands wrap around her throat, checking for some sort of sound or movement. She falls to her knees. 'There's nothing here... Nothing...'  She looked around again. 'I don't... Want... To be alone...'

   The creature snapped again. With a gasp, finally able to breathe, she appeared next to him in hell, surrounded by gravestones and red flowers. "That is where you are to spend eternity. Oblivion." He says, and the woman's hands fall to her sides.

    "Depending on a person's actions in life, a sinner will be sentenced to one of the nine circles." He looks at her. "You are to be sent to the ninth. A void of absolute nothingness... Where you will exist until the end of time itself." There was another pause.

     "So, about my offer." She scoffed, scrunching her lips. "It's not like I have a choice." He sat down, that same smile on his face. "I knew..." Black and red energy thing came crawling towards her slowly. "... We'd come to an understanding." It snaked closer, splitting into two parts.

     Her eyes widened as it reached her, and entered her through her mouth. "Accept this power and become a reaper." 

    Her clothes changed from the simple white pajamas she was wearing to a more complex outfit. Now, she had black pants and black boots on. A white tank top shirt was also sort of her outfit. A red X was clearly visible on the white shirt. She had fangs now, visible next to her scar, along with red eyes. She had small black horns on the top of her head, that mixed into her hair quite well, and a tail to match. She was wearing a big black coat with a hood over her shirt. A red bandana sat around her neck, it was soft and comfortable. It seemed she now and abilities, as black and red particles now emitted from her and she was using this power to hold a red and black scythe. "You're... One messed up guy." She says. He smiles sinisterly again.

"What did you expect? I'm the devil."

  (Revised and checked for spelling mistakes and errors: yes, once.)

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