A Grim Reaper's Love - Grell Sutcliff x Reader

Prologue

There was nothing.

Your eyes were open.

But you couldn't blink.

You tried moving your arms.

No response.

You tried moving it again.

No response.

Your body felt numb.

You stared off to space.

Your eyes were filled with regret and happiness.

You knew for one thing,

Your death was coming.

Because you jumped off a cliff.

Your body slammed hard onto the rocks on the ground.

Blood was spilling all over your entire body.

Bones all fractured.

Your position, like a ragdoll with blood.

You didn't flinch.

You didn't blink.

You didn't make it.

You were dead.

The next thing you know, your world was at an end. This was a deadline. YOUR deadline. But you did not realize, that you did this to yourself.

That's right, you did this to yourself. You committed a forbidden sin, YOU committed suicide, with nobody around. Not even your loved ones, they had all left you. You had thought to put an end to your miserable life, but the real thing is, you shouldn't have.

Your eyes were still open by the time you were on the ground, and you took your last breath. Before you were dead, your eyes laid on a lean man who was watching you a few feet away. He had extensive black fingernails and silver piercings on his ears, long gray hair with a single braid, which was worn so as to hide his eyes it seemed. He was wearing a pair of square-shaped, silver-framed glasses, and a black trench coat. Bringing along a silver, long and curving blade fastened at an angle with a miniature skeleton, whose skull was wrapped in spiky wires resembling vines with thorns, to a wooden handle with him. That blade did not look like a normal blade would. It looked deadly.

The man had approached your body, examining your face with a creepy smile plastered on his face. He giggled at how 'creative' you were on your death.

"My, my.. It seems that lovely [Y/N] here needs punishment." He let go of your face and rested your head on the rock your head was on. He closed your eyes, and creepily chuckled.

"Well then," He had looked through your files of your soul, and took out a stamp. He had stamped the file, it read 'Grim Reaper Trainee' on it. "[Y/N] [L/N], you shall start your training after waking up."

He lifted your body, bridal style, and carried you through a portal only Grim Reapers could use.

"Your training classmates for now is Grell Sutcliff and William T Spears. As we are still finding more trainees."