Locked Love
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I'm a grim reaper. Nothing out of the ordinary I guess. I doubt you'll care, though. You're just here for a story, right? Well. This is just probably a typical love story between me and another girl. Typical meeting and stuff. Problems like being with a human is against rules. I never wanted this since I died. I'd rather just disappear from this existence, yet that girl... She loves me dearly, I might as well stay for her sake and mine. I love her more than the world from Heaven down to Hell. I'm just stuck in a cage locked away from love. I'm locked away just to be used for useless motives. I hope, one day, I can run into her arms without worry of anything else. I hope that blob of guilt doesn't get in the way. It already took the spotlight of the cover and already controls me like a puppet...
There are going to be mentions of Heaven and Hell and these are just interpretations used for the story.
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