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

Chapter 42

Fan art by Avacyr6 on Twitter :)

Chase's footsteps went farther and farther away from the crowded streets while he looked down at the phone in his hands. He had been jogging for a while now. He hadn't even realized he wasn't walking anymore. "H-How the heck did she get so far away..." He panted. Nobody was around him now, just the sound of his breathing. Turning to look up ahead, he stumbled a bit, eyes widening.

Heads, arms, legs, from the waist down to the waist up were scattered around the entire alleyway. That's why it had been so quiet... The sweat on his face became more noticeable as he looked at all the bodies. "D...Did the other reaper do this?"

Chase carefully walked past the corpses, not a single one was still alive. A blood path was made out all over the floor. 'Why... Are the bodies ripped up like this...' He gave them a small glance. 'Reapers only need to kill one person a day... Or at least, Scarlet does... So, why are there so many bodies...' He stopped dead in his tracks when he heard sounds ahead and stopped to listen. The sounds of things ripping and snapping were loud.

He looked ahead, but nothing was there currently. "It's... close..." The phone in his hands dinged twice. A robotic and feminine voice spoke from it. "Your target has been located! Thank you for using TrackMate." He looked to the side. "...No..."

He pushed through, walking forward very slowly to listen. Turning the corner, the sounds became louder, of things being ripped apart and bones cracking. Then he saw Scarlet. "...What..." The figure, who was turned away from him as it ripped a person's limbs off, turned to look at him. It had Scarlet's clothes, but it didn't look like her. It was like the energy of her demon but disfigured with these weird red eyes all over it.

"...Happened to you..." It tried to say something, but Chase couldn't make out what it was supposed to be. "...Scarlet?" It turned to him fully with its body. Her hands were normal, holding a severed head in one and a foot in the other. They tried to speak again, but he again couldn't tell what it was.

"I-I can't understand what you're saying..." It repeated itself, more louder and stern this time. Like it was yelling. It let out a shriek of some kind, then leaped at Chase.

Its hand was like its head now, and it swiftly grabbed Chase around his mouth and threw him to a wall. He could feel his nose bleeding as he slammed into the wall and he groaned at the impact. A hand slammed beside his head and he squinted to look at it, then looked forward. The energy was practically surrounding him now, and he could tell it was ready to kill him with no hesitation.

"What's... wrong with you...?" It said something again, distorted, but he could tell the first half. "YOU." Then something he couldn't make out, but one of its fingers went out and it was sharp. It pushed it into his stomach and he hurled forward slightly.

"Scar...let..." He reached out his hand to touch her shoulder. "I-I don't know what's happening... But... If you're somewhere in there, Scarlet... Please listen to me... I have an X on my chest. The actions I've taken in my life have made me a sinner, and I accept that... With every person I help you kill, I understand that my sentence in Hell grows more and more severe. But I don't care. I don't care, Scarlet. Because this world is dying. The world is going to end, you know... In thirty years, we'll all be dead..."

It seemed to stop, like it was actually paying attention. She was still in there. "...Death far outnumbers the birth rate. Humans drop left and right because our society is fucked to its very core. No one cares. Nihilism and apathy have taken over. No one can do anything to make any significant change, so they too either become a victim or spiral into the cycle that is leading to our end. There are more murder cases per day than could ever feasibly be investigated, hospitals are corrupt and only treat the most wealthy, and the justice system turns a blind eye to those perpetuating this norm for a few bribes... But people just continue to live. Because there is nothing they can do about it, and life is meaningless. Even my life... Is meaningless."

...And because of that... I want to use my meaningless to try and fix this bleeding world. If I can slow the creep of inevitable demise down by a month, or even a year... Then I'll have defied whatever notion has told humanity that our actions are futile. And in the end, I'll accept my punishment for defying God's will to end mankind and serve my sentence in Hell. Because I've always known, that when it comes time for me to die... You'll be the one to kill me, Scarlet. I accept it. You are my judgment. B-But..."

He raised his hand higher to touch the side of her face. It was tingly, the best way he could describe it was static. He leaned his head forward slightly. "When you kill me..." He lowered his voice. "I want you to look me in the eyes... and tell me that we did everything we could... Scarlet..."

The demon dissipated, slowly going into shape. Half of Scarlet's head was visible now, then her whole body had returned to normal. She looked confused, then wide-eyed as she looked at Chase. "...Chase?" He smiled. "...There... You... Are..." He was whispering to her, hand on the side of her head, looking into her eyes, before he went limp and slumped over her shoulder.

"...Chase..?"

"R.I.P."

Two things to say here, 1. Why does Chase talk so damn much? And 2., notice how when Scarlet's demon was about to kill Chase it didn't do it as brutally as the others with the ripped? It just stabbed him. She was still there and she knew just a little bit. Sobs.

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