He had a few days at most.
He was dying.
I could fix him.
All higher powered beings could do it, but the price was a life for a life.
Even if I was willing to sacrifice another soul, that wasn't my job.
I am The Message Man.
I don't help people, I just give them messages, with no questions asked, and with no hesitation.
So why was I hesitating? Why did I have so many questions?
YOU ARE READING
The Message Man |-/ Joshler
FanfictionTyler is the message man, and he has a message for Josh. Short story, short chapters. I cried while writing this, you might cry while reading it. Lmao have fun.
