Lost Diaries: Grimm Reaper's Companion

Prolouge

   In a room of marble, paintings of angels of grey wings in elegant poses in Victorian styles of clothing, one of those painting stood out. One of brown hair and almond eyes red, as a rose on a bush, in a green dress shining in the sunlight, sitting on a throne. Her eyes holding a gleam of hope upon the viewer, like a mother to a newborn that came into the world. The hair styled in a simple round bun with a braid around the top of the head like a crown on a queens head. The frame eloquently fitting around the painting was simple. No carvings like the others or extravagant. Simple was a way to describe it.  Angles and demons starts to filter through the room analyzing each detail. Some were scribbling down notes while others observe. Each one has different colors, Some colors no human eye can see. The simple painting grabs the attention of a demon and an angel. Each looks up at the woman's eyes with wonder . What was the story behind her?
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The story of the Grimm Reaper's companion is a tough one to describe. Her name was never known amongst the angels or demons, except her middle name, Iris. Her story inspired many to follow what she set. She witnessed many of her students succeed and accomplish what she couldn't as her time as the companion. Iris was and still is proud of what her students accomplished even climbing up the ranks as commanders or even a Grimm Reaper if they so choose. Now, many have speculated Iris may have had a relationship with the reaper himself. The story of Iris is unknown. As of this moment, the location is unclear but she did leave a documented experience as the companion. Sometimes, a tale never goes unfinished. Or undiscovered.

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Places unseen often go unnoticed as a young girl reaches out with a pain unknown to her. The wounds on her body were deep. Some of her pain went to the boy next to her. Screams were echoed through the room. She yelled for the pain to stop. Is this all worth the pain? Is it worth it to protect her family? She reached out toward the demon calling his name. He wasn't breathing. She cried to him hoping he was alive. Everything was spinning around her. Everything was a blur. The last thing she saw was the black robe of something she feared most.