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

Chapter 23

The sound of the keyboard clicking in the silent room was loud. The bright screen of Fatecraft lit the room up slightly as Scarlet killed a pig in the game. 'What an awkward week...' Scarlet though, thinking about the past few days.

"Hey, Chase, where are you going?" "Out. I'll be back later." - "Hey Chase, wanna play some Fatecraft today?" "Busy, sorry." - "Chase-" "Now's a bad time."

Scarlet put her head in her hands. 'Awkward! Holy fuck, it's so awkward! I want to just disappear!' In the game, the pig jumped at Scarlet, -20 damage in red appeared on the screen as her character stumbled back slightly. "...God damn it...." Scarlet slumped in her seat, then got up and laid on the floor close by, facing the wall.

'I feel kind of awful.... Killing sinners every day without a word...I've really been....alone...' She put her hands to her face again. 'Completely alone....' She closed her eyes, and soon the image of herself in the ninth circle appeared. She sat up with a gasp, realizing she wasn't actually there and still in Chase's apartment. She drew her legs closer to herself, hands up to grasp her hair and she slumped down. "Fuck! God damn it!"

She fell to the floor, trembling again. '....I can't be alone...' Sitting up, she stared at her hands. She felt something paw at her and looked past her hands to see Lightstalker. She stared at her for a moment, before quickly swiping down and pulling the cat into a hug. She let out a small meow but made no move to get away from Scarlet.

She sat like that for a while until there was a beep, which shocked her so much that she jumped, Lightstalker jumped off of her and landed on the floor swiftly. There were more beeps and Scarlet looked back to the computer, which was still on. She sat back on the chair and looked at the screen. She had died.

In chat, it said her username and said that she died, then, a few messages were below it. The username from who was sending them was ASHENFALL. "Hey. I've noticed you've been dying a lot... Need some help?" "Hm... A stranger is messaging me..." She started typing to reply. "I am new. I am playing on a friend's account." "Oh, I see. And you picked a zombie necromancer. That's rough. They're an erratic class." She narrowed her eyes. 'This guy seems to know what he's talking about...'

"Can you explain" "Sure, I don't mind helping a noob." 'What's a noob?' Scarlet tilted her head. "So, you're having trouble because you don't understand your trees. As a necromancer, you have two skill trees. 'Humanity' and 'Necrosis.' These two trees do not increase your base power, but they do increase your character's grasp over the darkness inside every necromancer. Humanity is the tree where, in lore, your character has complete control over the darkness inside them. They can use any part of their body at their bidding, albeit weaker than the other tree. They exchange power for control." Scarlet looked back on Brook, and herself. This sounded awfully like being a reaper.

"In this tree, you'll still have control over your character. But, if you want raw power, you'll have to relinquish your control. . To the necrosis tree. Here, you will lose most control of your character, but you will still be able to utilize unparalleled strength. You might just end up killing your friends, is all. The darkness inside will take over you."

"Lose control completely, huh..." Scarlet muttered under her breath. "You can't assign skill points to either of these trees. It's like one long scale. And you'll tip back and forth depending on your actions in this world. " "....I assume you're a necromancer too, since you know so much about them?" "Yes. I'm also a zombie necromancer. I have been for a while. So is my friend." "...And what tree do you prefer?" "Necrotic. 100%. It's why I have to whisper to you. My character is currently rampaging through the city. I don't have much control atm, so I just started to check out the people online in the starting zone."

Scarlet swallowed thickly. "So, are you going to kill me?" "Of course. I kill everyone eventually." Scarlet leaned forward. 'He's talking about the game...but it's still giving me a bad feeling.' There was another beep, and a character had joined. Deerascended. They started typing, but before Scarlet could see what they said, there was a slam behind her and the light turned on, surprising her. She spun around quickly, seeing Chase by the door, giving her a shocked look.

"Ah, Chase." She said, somewhat dryly, and she leaned on the arm of the chair. Chase stepped across the room, keeping his eyes on her, and stopped in front of her, his hands in his pocket. They looked at each other for a while.

"Hey.. You... Feeling okay?" Chase crossed his arms and looked to the side, before looking back at her. "....When's your birthday?" "Ahhh... I don't remember. We kind of had a big fight over that." She said, sounding more excited than she had intended to. He was finally talking to her.

"...I didn't forget. I was just double-checking... Today is mine, I was going to go out for a bit, but I felt a little bad leaving you alone," He said, scratching the back of his neck. "So.. Maybe... We could pretend that it's yours too?"

"....questionable game design." -Graveweaver

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