Death is his lover.

The looking glass

"Papa~" singto lightly stepped, jumping with every stride as fast as his delicate legs could take him. He was so desperate to see his father, he missed him dearly even though it had only been a day of school away from him, he had come skipping down the hall of the castle to see his father sat in his usual place as normal.
"Ah there's my little boy" singto's father smiled widely, his eyes lit up creasing at the sides he is a loving man, he loved his children and his wife, he did what he could to see them happy. He picked little singto up and placing them on his strong knees.
"Papa at school today we learned some amazing thingsss!" Singto smiled showing his perfectly white teeth.
"Oh really and what did you learn?" His father asked him he loved when his son told him things, he loved when his eyes would sparkle as he told him all of the stupid things he and his friends have done throughout the day.
"We learned about the different roles, that there are Cupids the people that make other people fall in love, there are Stalks the people that bring life and.... reapers, the people that take life. Papa... reapers scare me" He hugged his dad close, as if even the thought of them made his whole body tremble even though, he himself, lived with reapers so that wasn't the case, it was the thought of becoming one that made his scared.
"But son, I was a reaper, does that mean I scare you?" His father asked.
"No papa just, I don't want to kill people... what if I get chosen to be a reaper..." he started to tear up, "I don't want my emotions to be taken away."
"It's ok darling, if you do get chosen, they only take them away until you retire, after that, you get them back and you can start a family here. Just like I did.." his father hugged him close yet again.
"But papa... the Cupids and stalks have way better life's, they bring joy and happiness and well people like you brought sadness and misery." His father sighed. He knew his son was an extremely emotional person and loved to see people happy, if his son did get the death path, he wasn't sure how he would cope seeing him deadpanned and straight faced all of the time, he knew he would miss his beautiful smile.
"Just enjoy life until that day comes and if you do get that path then.. you are strong and I know you can cope. Now go see your friends, I'm sure they are waiting for you."
"Ok see you later Papa." He waved goodbye to his father hoping off his throne and running out of the large hall.

"Wayo!!" Singto screamed running happily to his friend almost knocking over one of the servants in the process.
"Woah, be careful young master. We don't want you getting hurt." The servant sighed at his clumsiness and went back to doing whatever he was doing before the interruption.
"Hello princy" wayo greeted ruffling his hair.
He likes to call his friend princy even though it winds him up.
"I told you not to call me that!" Singto crosses his arms and pouted.
"But your a prince... what else do I call you?" Wayo said innocently.
"You know my name use it." Singto mumbled still pouting.
"Come let's go find Ohm" He grabbed Singto's hand while they ran down the halls and staircases to eventually be met with the exit, they walked out of the large gate onto a large meadow.. they spotted their friend sat on the grass next to a sparkling river. They liked it there, the grass is the brightest green, the stream ran all year round every so often you can spot a small fish jump in an arch. The trees were large and they had even thought of building a tree house but passed that idea as they knew a certain someone would end up hurting themselves.
"Ohm..? Are you ok" when they had reached their friend they saw that his cheeks were tear stained and his eyes red and puffy.
"I-it's my brother..." he began, "he fell in love with a mortal... they are exiling him and killing the human, she knows about us. I don't want him to go... why can't we love who we want, why can't the humans know..." he cried.
"You know... that he broke two important laws by doing that. And humans can't know about us, it makes our jobs much harder..." wayo reasons sitting next to him. "Your brothers job was to kill her, his emotions came back to him. It can happen, that instead of doing his job.. he begged for her life.. instead of ending her life. They fell in love." Even at the age of 6 Wayo is incredibly smart. Singto who was now crying whilst hugging his friend found everything to upsetting, it was only Wayo who seemed to know the reason behind everything.
"He has to go to hell now... he can't be happy. He will never see her again, she belongs in heaven." Ohm stated.
"That's s-so saddd~" singto cried standing up, "I'm going to go talk to papa."
"Singto wai-" but he was already gone.

"Papa!!!" Singto cried walking up to his father yet again.
"What is it son? What's wrong..." he asked looking at his son confused and worried.
"Papa... ohm's brother.. fell in love with a human. And now he is going to be sent to hell... why does he have to leave?" He cried, his dad looked at him understandingly.
"Come with me son.." he stood up and walked down a small staircase, when they got to the room in which it lead too, there was a large table in the centre, it looked to be a map..
"Papa... what is this?" Singto asked.
"This is a map of our world, and this." He said pointing to the opposite side, "is the mortal side.. do you see son. They belong in their world, we belong in ours, our jobs are the way of life for the humans, they think it's all a natural process. We keep order and peace, without us, they would be lost." Singto nodded in understanding.
"So if someone from our world falls for someone in their world... it disrupts the peace?" He asked.
"Yes exactly son, you see, they can't know.. it would start a war, humans think they have the power and they control everything, they don't know we exist and if they did... they would try and stop the 'natural' events and go into extinction."
"Thanks for showing me this papa.. I think I understand now.." Singto smiled.
"You must promise me son. You will never come down here without me or your mother. Promise me" his dad looked at him sternly, he earned a small nod from his son as he walked away.
"Promise me!" He shouted, singto jumped, he had never heard his father raise his voice before. "I- I promise" he stuttered. Before running up the staircase, he knew that room was more than his father said, if it was just a map then he wouldn't have been so strict.

It was late that night, the young prince was tossing and turning in his bed he couldn't sleep, every time he closed his eyes the image of the table would appear as if it was calling him. He tried and tried to sleep, until, he couldn't take it any longer. He slowly got out of bed stepping on the floor boards as lightly as he could. He tiptoed down the halls dogging guards and servants as they were were protecting the castle and if they saw the young prince walking the halls by himself at this hour they were going to ask questions and/or call the king. When he reached the throne room he ran to the corner where the stair case was and shot down it making sure no body was there to see him do so. When he reached the table, the map was no longer there but had been replaced with a mirror, singto tried to look into it but when he did, he couldn't see his reflection but he saw a small boy, around his age playing with some toys on the floor. The boy was very cute, he had black hair, large eyes his face was round and his nose was the perfect size. Singto couldn't help but stare, he was dressed very casually which means that he is most likely from the mortal realm. Singto found him to be so pretty.

This was all the start. Singto would do this every night. He came down to the looking glass (as he calls it) and watches the boy for hours on end, it was his only connection to the humans of which he was intrigued, he watched the boy grow, he grew into such a handsome young man. He watched him laugh and cry, only when Singto was old enough he had realised. He loved him.