Due to a clerical error, you never got a soul. One day the reaper came to collect. Instead he gave you a scythe. "Another like me, then. Your soul is out there, and you'll need this to get it out."
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Writing prompts
General FictionA bunch of writing prompts. If you want to put you ideas somewhere but don't want to create a book on it just comment it here. Also, if you want me to write one of these, either comment or vote on that page.
