Would you like to play a game? The rules are simple... you just have to get someone to fall in love you, devote himself to you, and care for you until the end of his days. Think it's easy? Confident you'll win? Let's see how well you play the game. WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

Morticians are a group of people who secretly battle creatures that most people don't believe exist. Each mortician goes through years of training through mentorships and get stationed within a town. The town this series will focus on is the town of Ankor, a sizeable town partially surrounded by a dense wood, and the mortician stationed there is named Beel, he stands six foot even, and always dons a wide brimmed hat and long leather coat. His past is a secret to the townspeople, and for good reason, no one should know about the dangers he faces, but this is a challenge within itself.