Voidless Memory. Afterdeath

Life after Death

Funny, isn't it?

How there's still a small chance

I'm just glad I'm not alone

Don't be afraid.

It's just an old friend

Death woke up groggily, everything in his bones felt worn out.
He couldn't even place his thoughts together. He just felt so exhausted, everything felt weird and off but death couldn't bring himself to open his eyes.

He felt like he could sleep forever, the ground felt soft and endless and the air felt cool and warm while he slept.

"-ath?"

I don't want to get up.

"-eath!?"

Who is it now?

"Death!"

Alarms went off in reapers head, he sat up from where he laid and looked around in panic.
The world around him was white and surrounded by lightly colored clouds.
At least that's what death could make out of it. The air felt still and weird, almost as if it was soft glass not the warm air he felt when he was asleep.

Death looked at the state he was in, soon he remembered how and why he was here. He felt numb, he felt no soulbeat come from him. A feeling of dread washed over him when he tried to summon his soul.

It was bearly visible, it was completely see through and grey. A big change from the black colored soul he had, it had a soft white glow to it. Death looked around for a few moments till he realized he was completely isolated, he saw so sign of another soul of where he was. This confused him, he could've sworn that he heard his name being called.

He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came from him. Before he did anything else he tried to summon the scythe of rebirth. It appeared in his hands, it was cracked and damaged. The end of the poll was broken off so it was as small as his other ones.
The blade of the scythe itself had cracks, which is impossible, it was created by all the gods it was supposed to be indestructible. Death started to wander, and wander, and wander.

He did nothing but walk, looking forward someone, anyone.

But nobody came.

Time doesn't pass here, nor does it stop or start. But if there was time, death has been wondering for centuries without stopping. His eye sockets where completely black, they druped into a tired look. He no longer smiled, all there was left was a frown.

Soon, death gave up. After walking for centuries, he stopped. Nobody was here, but he didn't feel sadness from it, nor grieve.

He couldn't tell if this place was heaven or hell.

He decided to go back to sleep, laying on his back and looking to the colored sky.
He closed his eyes.

And he heard his name again.

This time Death jumped up, he looked around quickly. Adrenaline ran through his soul.

Then he saw her.

She wasn't far, a yard away at most, she looked around her dress flowing as she turned.

Looking endlessly, Death rain to her, he ran to his old friend.

Life.

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Dying did not feel peaceful at all, it was more of going down a water slide of hard-blowing air.
The best way to describe it was as falling down from the sky, but the air was hard as rocks and it kept blowing down on you.

Endless falling

When geno awoken, he didn't know where he was. Space was his first answer, but he realized he couldn't see anything.

It was completely pitch black.

There was a ground, geno knew as he stood up, but there was no walls or anything.
He tried to move his arms, but it felt like they were moving on their own. Sometimes he would run or just move around violently.
He found out later that he was sharing his body with two more vessels.

(I had a bit if a writers block But I'm back at it again with the chapters! I'll upload tommarow, too!)

(Reaper sans belongs to renrik and geno belongs to CQ aka Loverofpiggies)