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The Rules Of Being A Grim Reaper
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Ongoing, First published Aug 05, 2013
"Cassandra your not human! I'm not human! nobody in this school is human! why can't you get that!?" He shouted
 
Cassandra enjoyed converses, frosting, bands and importantly, her life but that was all before she realized she was created to kill and take souls..before she realized she was created to be a reaper. 
         
       "Believe me Cassandra I wish there was something I could do" he whispered "but I can't we are destined for this....we are destined to kill...we are destined to take souls.....and we are destined to die."
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