The Reaper

"We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will." - Chuck Palahniuk

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Death is inevitable. It’s a cycle for Humans. They live their insignificant lives then die. Many believe death comes from objects around them like in a car crash; it’s a coincidence, or a person dying from cancer; it just happens. But those assumptions are wrong. Each and every person’s death is strategically planned out and written down in our Black Books known as the ‘Death Diary’.

The one’s that plan out these deaths are called many names. I am one of them. We are known as Reapers to most people, Shinigami to others. Many fear death whereas we revel in it. Without death, we become weak and the Earth becomes overpopulated, not that we actually care about Earth. Like I stated before; Death is inevitable and without death there is no Reapers. The Souls of the Humans are our life source.

When you picture a Reaper what do you see? A hooded skeletal figure carrying a scythe? Well then, you are only half-wrong. We take whatever form we choose. Many of us do indeed take the form of a skeleton but many more of us don’t. We prefer to appear as our cousins the Angels. You see, we love teasing games and to taunt. So we figure ourselves as the purest forms available and taint it with our ways. Which is why we are sometimes known as Fallen Angels.

As for the scythe, we can choose our own weapons. Many use saws, knives, guns, even rocket launchers, but most of us stick to the fable of all of us using a scythe. It just seems right. Plus, we want the Humans to see their creation kill them. Reapers don’t necessarily wear hooded cloaks. We might’ve when the Earth was first formed with the first Humans because then it blended well with the shadows. But now, we are known world-wide so we dress-up as normal as possible.

We are invisible to Humans but many of us choose not to be so we can ‘play’ with the humans. I could feel myself grin at that. It was fun to toy with humans. You could be in two places at once and they would automatically be confused. Ah, Humans were the lowest of the predatory food chain in the Underworld. A blink could have them killed and we do it with paper and pens.

We Reapers aren’t necessarily bad. We help the community but we also bring the grief into this world. It’s your own choice to sort us into Santa’s Naughty or Nice list.

Live life wisely, you never know when you will die.