another one bites the dust

another one bites the dust

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"you dreamed of becoming the hero of the story - so how did you end up being its villain?" Our lovely Grim Reaper's got everything sorted: his cane, his files, his hat, his sarcasm. He might seem a bit old-school at first glance, but there lies a young dead spirit underneath. Between one job and the time-before-the-next-job, he finds himself getting pestered by his fellow colleagues at the Ministry of Death whose lives seem to be copied from a cheap daily soap. While he tries to keep everything together and rebuild whatever reputation the Ministry of Death once had, he meets even more people and soon finds himself part of a story that seems far worse than all the bad dramas on TV. SPOILER: In which Death itself never actually makes an appearance. - protocoled and revised by a considerate fellow Administrator of Death who thought these chronicles were worth ignoring Death's very strict data policy - including the infamous notes of ??? - [SPECIAL EXTRA PRE-ORDER GIFT: the deadliest Spotify playlist full of Queen's best hits and maybe possibly also a song for each character that gives them a theme but also maybe not, who knows what the heaven this author came up with again] [pretake:2019]
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In the gloomy town of Deathmoure, located amidst misty landscapes, people possessed an unusual trait - they couldn't inflict death on anyone, including themselves. It was a pacifist's dark utopia but for my grieving heart of a white widow, it was a prison - a sanctuary of despair. Needing a path out of this grief-stricken existence, I began my search for a reaper who could aid in my departure. With the newly arrived reaper, broad-shouldered with a charismatic, sly charm that was hard to withstand, I found myself engulfed in a bizarre investigation. Mysterious events began occurring within our rainy town, pointing indirectly toward my mysterious reaper. Amidst this chaos, an unlikely sentiment blossomed within me - love. As the investigation deepened, so did the connection between me and my reaper. It was an unexpected twist, a cosmic joke. I was no longer an icy fortress but a hopeful woman, falling in love with the man who was uncovering the darkest secrets of the people around me. The fighting spirit dormant for so many years in me, now roared to life. August 2023 #1 in dieforyou

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