"IM SORRY, DEATH! I DIDNT MEAN TO!" "Its ok. .you didn't know. .or care." I mumbled, crashing to the floor. I've ruined everything. Again. Why can't Death be happy? Because for some reason, I have to be P U N I S H E D for my FUCKING JOB. ~~~Preview end!~~~ An AfterDeath tale. If you hadn't already guessed! (Or looked at the title .-. ) It'll be pretty long. Since, it has to play out basically their whole 'Getting into love' or whatever shit. Warning: {Coarse language & scenes} {Gore} {Self-harm} {FEELS} I don't own any of this beautiful art.