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

Chapter 29

      "...What do you mean by that?" Scarlet asked, her head tilting slightly in confusion. "..Well... Things are starting to finally make sense. You see, Scarlet... I was starting to lose hope. Everyone finds their meaning in something. And for me... In the wake of this terrible, crumbling world... I found my meaning in my ability to change it. But as soon as I found it, I lost it. You see- I'm not really a detective. At least, not anymore. I got taken off the force about two years ago. Being a detective was my chance to clean this filthy world, and it was taken away from me. .....It meant everything to me, and I lost it. I didn't have a reason to be alive, really. But, I also didn't have a reason to be dead. But, when I least expected it... That reason to live that I had been looking so hard for bumped into me on the streets."

    You. Your scar. Case X. It was like a spark that ignited a fire in my soul. I couldn't put together how you could possibly be related to a dead woman, but this single string was all I had. I owe you.... honestly, Scarlet. If it had come to it, I was willing to kill you. To solve case X, I was willing to do anything. Even something as despicable as that. Without a doubt, finding the truth to this case would... no, will get me back onto the force. Besides, I had no doubt that you were a murderer. It would have been an eye for an eye. Getting back onto the force would give me the ability to save more lives. Your death would have been ultimately worth it....so. Would you take a bullet for me now?"

    Scarlet looked down slightly, then back up. "Well, hearing it so honestly is definitely shocking. But it would be hypocritical for me to judge you for that. Considering... I was prepared to kill you, too. Maybe we're both disgusting people." "...No. Just me." Chase crossed his arms somberly. "The person standing across from me took a bullet for a worthless, traitor 'detective.' Your situation was forced upon you. I chose to become this person. Even if you try to tell me that your situation is punishment for your actions in life, those are actions you don't even remember."

     Scarlet turned her head away from him. "Please stop talking like that. I kill people." "...You kill sinners. And sinners are bad people. By killing them, you're making the world a better place. Sinners are bad people. The world would be better off without them. .....Honestly, I'm kind of jealous. If I had that kind of power...I'd make good use of it."

      Chase looked out at the water. "It's a little bit more complicated than that. The sinner's mark doesn't care about the circumstances of a situation. It only cares that someone committed what Hell considers a sin. Doing something as petty as minor theft will be counted as stealing, and if the amount you steal goes high enough, you'll get a mark."

     The sinners mark also does not care about your personal beliefs. It works on its own rigid system, apparently averaged out by the values decided by humanity as a whole. It doesn't care how right you think you are. It doesn't care about the events in your life that led you to the sin. It doesn't care about the nuances of your moralistic system. Even if someone is already going to die, if you killed them, you will be marked. I have no way of knowing the situation behind someone's sin, either. I'm just killing these people to survive. I'm not a good person, at all."

  V "I see... I see." Chase muttered, looking down. "...So... I have a sinners mark, don't I, Scarlet?" Chase looked up at her, an odd look and smile on his face.

"Do you have to act so creepy, Chase?" - Graveweaver

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