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

Chapter 83

"Prince Arthur, now having fallen from grace, was headed straight to Golden Star City. And, upon arrival, he broke through the walls with ease now that he controlled an entire undead army. And so, their home city was overrun with lich, killing most of the population. Sun elves... I feel like those were hard to fight. I can't really remember."

"I don't really care about the story or gameplay, I just want a good-looking character to put on my blog."

Brook sighs heavily as Chase keeps going, and you grin to yourself as you mess with the hem of Brook's shirt sleeve.

"No, no, listen! You have to learn the lore of each race before you pick one, Brook! After the sun elves were slaughtered, they had to battle their fellow elves who had fallen to the plague, which took another heavy toll on the population..."

"I've already forgotten everything," Brook says in fake dismay, and you snort as you lean forward to look across the street.

"What did I play again? Wasn't it one of the things that kill sun elves?" Scarlet ponders.

"Oh, your character is a zombie, Scarlet. That's a little different. Zombies are different than liches, they've broken free from the control of the lich lord. Though they have the same issues, their bodies are falling apart and they smell like rotting flesh. Their minds also are prone to insanity, due to the slow degradation from being a corpse."

"That sounds cool," Chase grins at you. Scarlet puts a finger to her chin. "I wonder why I picked that."

Brook lifts a hand up to move the hair near his ear with his pinky finger. "Yeah, why did you pick that? That sounds super lame." You frown, though it ends up being more of a pout, and let your hand fall. "I think it's cool." "Of course you do."

"What? Shut up! They're the best! Zombies are easily the strongest race!" Scarlet snaps. You and Brook blink at her. "Why are you so offended? You don't even remember what zombies are like." Brook murmurs. "Well, I picked it, so it had to be good!"

"It's not. You picked a stupid dead person." Brook looks away from her and keeps walking. "You are a stupid dead person!" Both you and Scarlet say at the same time from either side of him.

"Which makes me qualified to say zombies suck."

"Well then, since we're reapers too, then it makes us qualified as well, and we think they're awesome." You mumble. "So you admit you're a stupid dead person."

You stomp on his foot but he doesn't flinch. "Wha - no! We're just reapers like you without the stupid part." Scarlet hurries to amend. "The only thing thicker than lead is your skull." "Did you just call me fat?!"

"Hey, hey, you three! You can argue later, I still have to tell you the rest of the lore being the Lich Lord!" Chase moves in front of all three of you and you halt to watch him.

"His entire story is the basis for the 3rd expansion pack for Fatecraft, so pay attention." You nod. "First, after slaughtering the Sun Elves, he went back to Northhold to wait for the right opportunity to strike."

You all frown as a bald man starts walking backward, towards Chase's back. "You see, he was actually waiting for the kingdoms to organize a counterstrike, so he could raise the strongest adventures as Lich."

The man bumps into Chase's back and they both look over their shoulders at one another. "Ah, my bad, man. Sorry about that."

The man is silent for a moment as he watches Chase, and then. "299.99."

"Huh?"

The man turns around, and you, Scarlet, and Brook all glance at each other. He has a sinners mark, and he's pretty big. He looms over Chase and Scarlet seems to stiffen beside Brook.

"You got dirt on my shoes. They were $299.99. Cash." He tells him. "Can't you just clean them off?" Brook asks, completely oblivious. You deflate.

"Did you just talk back to me, fucker?" "Oi!" The man looks away from Chase to you, and you wave a dismissive hand. "Move along. It'd be inconvenient to get rid of you out here." Brook tells him, face blank.

The man tilts his head, still looking slightly deranged. "Eh? Get rid of me? What the fuck are you talking about? What the hell is a prissy pink fuck, some goth bitch, some gay fucking furry, and a four-eyes soyboy gonna do?"

Chase frowns and looks at the crowd around the group on the street. He seems to think for a moment, and you start to form a shard in your hand when Brook grabs your wrist. "Too many people," He mumbles.

A gay furry. What kind of insult is that? You aren't a furry. It's not like the deer tail was sticking directly out of your ass.

Chase turns back to the man. "Pay up, fucker. I'm waiting."

"I'm sorry. I don't have $300. Just let us go." Chase says calmly.

"That's not an option. You don't wanna be owing money to me, twiggy. I got connections where the sun don't shine. Bad people. If you don't pay up, I say the word... Your blonde little head is going to be blown to chunks-" He doesn't get to finish before Scarlet has a hand around his neck, her Demon already circling the both of them. Brook facepalm next to you and you sigh.

A person stops next to you at the sight and you pluck the open water bottle they're holding out of their hands, walking toward Scarlet and the man.

She mutters something to him in a dangerous and threatening tone, but you just kneel down and empty the water bottle on his shoes. He lets out an odd sound that gathers more people's attention, and you stand up to your full height and make eye contact with him. You grin.

"There, all better. Now, wasn't that easy? People don't just carry $300. Stop threatening people, don't be a dick, or I'll cut yours off." You glance down at his pants and he whimpers.

You grab Scarlet's elbow gently, but she doesn't move away. People are speculating if this is for a new movie coming out, and bringing out their phones to record. "S-Scarlet! There are too many people!" Chase says from behind you.

"I want to kill him now, Deer." You frown, unsure of what to say. She's obviously not going to listen when her emotions are in the way. "Please understand, no matter what I can't lose you!" She's louder now, and suddenly Brook is at her other side and grabbing her arm harsher than you are. Both of you use your demons to make her let go.

"Scarlet," Brook mutters. "We need to go. Now." You tell both of them, glancing over your shoulder and wincing at a flash. You grab Brook's wrist and start making your way through the crowd quickly, looking down to hide your face.

You only stop a few blocks down in an alley, breathing heavily as you all watch Scarlet. "Scarlet, it's okay-"

Chase is cut off by his phone ringing, and you all grimace at the sudden loud noise. Chase looks tired as if he already knows who it is and how much trouble he's in, before he answers it with a defeated greeting.

He narrows his eyes as the person on the other end replies, then. "That's not my name. It's Chase Carter."

There's a longer pause and Chase's eyes widen comically. You and Brook glance at each other.