Reaper's breath

Reaper's breath

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"your job is to take the deceased to their fate." "I am not going to play the role of the guide . I won't let the mob force me to something abhorrent with no speck of reality." "Miss Romero , you are ordered by the chieftains to oficially tend to the souls ." The ancient Country of Myrasa is supposedly participated to provide an underdog to the infamous god of Death , a compensation for the centuries old rewards and the time is running out for capable candidates . One windy morning , it starts to feel the problems of Myrasa are coming to end but that's just the beginning of The Odd Job . The gods are a little possessive of a small Pacific island but can't deem it as theirs , why simply because it is sanctioned to another of their kind , people worshipping his glory and he wants a little gift from his followers. Completing my last job was kind of prideful and to not state the truth , I didn't like it much . " What is the next job , sir?" All that was heard again was a chuckle . The story is not edited . Really sorry for any interruptions.
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Carissa Belfiore's mission was simple; hunt down the man terrorising her city and burn his syndicate's web of deceptions to the ground. The catch though? She must work together with the devil in disguise. 𐀔𐀔𐀔 Four months after the trail went dark, Cara and her team gain a second chance at retribution, at tracking down the man responsible for the mysterious chain of disappearances plaguing the streets of her town. Retribution, though, comes at a cost. Missing people and stolen identities unsolved, Cara's boss presents to her with a new ultimatum. She must pursue this mission with Asrea's top (infuriating) agent or lose the rights to the case. With no other choice, Cara must learn to thread the thin line of peace with the devil disguised as a federal agent, one who has little belief in patience and even less so for mistakes. Much like everything else though, it was easier said than done. As the two of them begin to dismantle the empire brick by brick, Cara finds herself pulling at loose strings tying the pieces of the missing puzzles connecting her past to her present. Strings, she soon realises, had been buried by the hands of someone desperately trying to keep her from finding out the truth. A truth that might just break her. No retrogrades, no reversals, and no unknowing the known. If only she could've done it alone, for even the devil must be paid his dues. The devil whose icy, blue eyes never fail to see through every shield and every shadow she'd built around her heart, the very shadows that seem to calm within his presence. The man whose icy rage threatens to thaw her blazing heart. 𐀔𐀔𐀔 First Draft Completed on 12/1/2025 Completed on 12/3/2025

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