Eventually, the Grim Reaper's figure was suspended in mid-air.

He fell into an extreme calm.

The voices of people on land mingled with the roar of vehicles, and the noise seemed to be cut off from him into two worlds.

It was clear that many days ago, he didn't feel lonely, but at this time, he felt that even if the blood wailed and piled up into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, purgatory on earth, it would not make him happy at all.

Only the terrible crow that used to be noisy can make him turn his consciousness back slightly.

The crow hissed, "Your Excellency, do you want to fulfill Yuna's wish before she died?" ”

Recalling the girl's three "wishes" before her death, the eyeballs in the dark eyes of the Grim Reaper turned mechanically.

Then, he flashed to the funeral home.

Three days earlier, the bodies of Mary and Amor had been taken to the cold room of the funeral home, where their relatives had arrived from other cities to cremate them.

This is just the right thing for the Grim Reaper.

A simple black robe crossed the side of the funeral home, and the management staff looked at the cold room and turned his head.

There was no need to look for it at all, and the huge power in his body made the Grim Reaper immediately know where Mary and the others were.

His fingertips slashed through the void, grabbed two souls and threw them into their bodies, and with a movement of his palm, the rotting flesh and blood on the corpses were reborn.

And His Excellency, who has such a powerful power to manipulate life and death, cannot recover what he has lost. - How ridiculous and tragic is this?

The figure of the Grim Reaper disappeared into the funeral parlor.

Then the door to the cold room was opened, and the management watched in shock as two shivering people came out of it.

Fraud, fraud?

……

Next, the figure of the Grim Reaper appears in the manor.

The manor lost its owner one after another, and the aura of doom that lingered around the manor finally dissipated.

The manor is so cold that it makes people want to cry, and there will be no more girls sitting in front of the window on the third floor, holding grain in their palms to feed the crows.

Thinking of this, the crow hissed twice.

It wanted to complain about the Grim Reaper, but seeing the Grim Reaper's calm and almost dead look, it couldn't say anything.

The Grim Reaper walked into the third-floor bedroom.

In this place, he killed the person she cared about, forcing her to greet him and hug him, as if replaying it over and over again in front of his eyes, and he almost masochistically recalled the scene at that time.

She kissed him and sent a fruit knife into his abdomen the moment she bewitched him......

From then on, the decisive figure of the girl crashed into his eyes.

Since then, the slightest pain to his bones has never been forgotten.

Death was thinking, and when did he start to be attracted to her?

Memories of their time together played out in his mind like a movie.

…… What's the point of getting to the bottom of it now?

He didn't want to think about it anymore.

Because he used to think that hatred lasts longer than ethereal feelings.

Now, I just want a love, a pity, and a get.

Scold......

Death clutched his heart, felt the breath of death in his chest, lowered his long eyelashes, and gave birth to a pink-white flower in the palm of his other hand.

It is cherry blossom grass.

Immediately, more and more cherry blossom plants emerged from the palms of the Grim Reaper, until the entire bedroom was filled.

With a bang, he fell on his back in the sea of pink and white flowers composed of cherry blossoms and grass, his eyes closed slightly, and a cold and delicate voice overflowed from his lips, like a spell, drawing the ground as a prison, and imprisoning himself from now on.

"I have no other love but you."

"Time is limited, and this love is forever."

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