The Reaper's Apprentice
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"You are the only person to walk out of Duat still alive," The jackal's eyes seemed to take on a brighter glow, fueled by some hidden emotion. With each word, his voice rose an octave, rather threateningly. "And you walked out of it with a job to do. So go and do it."
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"Gifted" With the ability to see beyond the things mere mortals do, Olive's been tasked with wrangling the recently dead and making sure that they cross over. When she accidentally resurrects the cute local barista, though, things get a little bit more complicated. Not to mention the path of chaos being left behind by an ancient goddess released from her cell...
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