There was once a black angel of death
Who didn't want to be who he was
He didn't want to look into someone's eyes
When he took away their last breath
He ran for seven days straight
Fleeing to the realms of men
Until at last he stopped, seeing something,
A beautiful golden gate.
He slipped through with ease
For this unwritten rule everyone knew,
No gate can bar reapers
No man dare stop death or disease.
With black flowers and black draped walls
A house of mourning he'd reached
It was wrapped in silence and sadness.
He glided through empty halls.
The only sounds came from the main chamber
Where people, mourning, encircled a gilded bed,
On which lay the most beautiful human boy
That the reaper did ever encounter
He was sickly thin and pale as death, of course
An untimely skeleton before the end
But even then his eyes sparkled,
Reminiscent of a beautiful wilted rose.
And then he saw another approaching,
Of a kind with him, heralding his duty,
It was time to reap another soul,
Of the Crown Prince of Qaesiming.
But the end of existence of something so pure
Could not be borne by the reaper
So he committed the greatest Forbidden Act
Reaping the soul of the fellow creature
And color seemed to return to the boy
Singing was heard all around the land
A mysterious miracle had saved the day
The subjects of the kingdom rejoiced
The reaper, overjoyed with this deed
Decided to return to his realm
He wanted to convince his people
Of the joys of helping people in need.
But when he approached their grounds
Something did seem unusual
No usual flocks of reapers flying out
An emptiness could be felt around
The central marble statue seemed to quivering
And, as if woken from slumber on his arrival
From it emerged a creature of light,
Speaking with a deep rumble, voice ringing
"Does he stand before this place,
Committer of the greatest Forbidden Act?
Does he know this outrageous sin
Will be the end of reapers and the entire human race?"
"A simple change in the river of time
Will affect the entire human destiny
Remove one block from a card house
And it flutters and crumbles each time"
"And our destinies are one and same
As reapers nurture man, so does man of reaper.
But there is still a way, if you make haste
Destroy the rift in the way of fate, before major change"
And as creature disappeared in a flash of light
Reaper, tears streaming down his face,
Knew what he had to do, to save his race and mankind.
The gods demanded of him a sacrifice.
As he crept into that now familiar place
To plant the kiss of death on the one he loved
His heart was breaking to destroy something so special
But he understood the purpose of their race now
It was not something cruel or barbaric
Death was an important part of life
And the importance of life was in its impermanence
And he understood that their duty was ensure it.
