[Chapter One: Grim Reaper]
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*Grim Reaper*
Police and Ambulance sirens ringing throughout everywhere. A car half crushed in the passenger seat, and a water truck crushed in the front. The driver of the truck survived but the one's who are seated in the passenger seat and the back are dead.
"Oh my, what a terrible accident" a lady in my side said, she is in her near 40's said while a young boy around the age of 12-13 at her side. Bingo. I faced them both and she seemed to noticed and she acknowledge me by bowing a little.
"Park Jin Hee, 37 years old, born in July 4. Can you please confirm" I said with an emotionless voice. She nodded in confirmation. Next, I look at the boy... "Park Ji Sang, 13 years old, born in November 27. Please confirm"
"Yes, that's me" he bowed.
"Please come with me" I said, and started walking off without hearing anymore reply from them... No matter what they do they have no choice but to follow me.
We stopped in front of a cafe, which honestly belongs to me. This is my workplace, but humans can't get in this shop. Only ghosts, souls and demons, maybe if I'm in a good mood, Vampires could come in as well.
We entered the cafe, in my power I made my office into my workplace. As a Reaper, I have the right to have a little space between the afterlife and the dead end of one's life. In the center there is table and four chairs.
"Please both of you, take a seat" I motion at the two chairs in the opposite side where I just sat. When they sat. Mrs. Park spoke.
"What are we doing here? And why for that matter" she seemed worried. Not because for her sake, but for her son, Ji Sang. I usually do it bluntly, that they're dead, but, seeing Mrs. Park worried over her son is making me having second thoughts.
"Do you want me to put it bluntly?" I said with again, an emotionless tone. When she was about to speak up, a voice spoke.
"We're dead, aren't we? Mister" I blinked my eyes as many times, but did I heard it right? The boy, Ji Sang, knew they were dead. This is something.
I lean in to him and stared at his eyes. His ravishing color Ruby red eyes. I was surprised that Koreans have such color of a eyes. This boy is something.
"Ji Sang, how did you know that you and your mother are dead?, no, let me rephrase that. What made you think you were dead, what made you come into a conclusion that you and your mother are both dead?" This is very very entertaining... This boy, makes me entertain. Which no one has ever done.
"The car crash this morning, it was us wasn't it? Dad, Park Chan Yi, my younger twin sister, Park Chim Sang, mom, Park Jin Hee, and me, Park Ji Sang. Along with the driver of the truck, the driver survived the crash, but me and mom died. I also saw our bodies being moved when you were talking to mom. We're just souls aren't we?, that's why, you, a Grim Reaper came to us"
First of all I was shocked, since he knew I was The Grim Reaper. Second, I was in awe with him, it's like he knew and investigated the scene. And lastly, I was entertained, Ji Sang knew that they were dead, yet he didn't have any shocked look like his mother has right now. Besides, for all I know, he's the kind of person not scared of death. It's all written in him.
Death is something that humans always fear of. But Ji Sang, never seemed to fear death at all.
"Were both dead?" Mrs. Jin Hee, whispers... Absolutely shocked at the revelation of her and son's death.
"Yes, so here is my question, Mrs. Jin Hee. Do you want to forget all the memories from this life, choose carefully, if you want to forget or treasure your memories. All humans are given five lives, your last four lives you chose to forget. Now, do you still want to erase the memories?"
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