The Life Of Death

The Life Of Death

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*Fresh Prince of Belair theme song plays This is a story all about how Death's life got flipped turned upside down, now I want to take a minute to just sit right there and tell you Death's back story *Fresh Prince of Belair theme song stops. Of course this is just a description so, I will tell you this: Death's life has taken a turn for the worst, and his family notices, he now only wears long sleeved shirts. What does this mean? Death was thinking suicidal thoughts, ready to kill himself, but, then one day the world changed because he met Agent Shed. Everything was heading for the better until one day the bureau decided they needed a new partner, Agent Zed. And then everything goes down hill and at that point no one knew if they could ever go back up.
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