*... Very well then, you relinquish your powers causing a tare in space time. You feel yourself getting weaker and weaker... a bright light fills the air. Your memories are erased. You are reborn into this universe... a reaper by the name of Tot... good luck.
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The Journals of Life
General FictionMy own personal spin on @PandoraButler's story "The Journal of Death". Enjoy readers.
