Time to yap because i have been given permission.
Just know this may be long because i have lowkey been waiting for this moment. Just know most stories end up covering topics of murder, drugs (if i get that far tbh), and overall bad topics, so just be careful i think. Im not gonna be graphic, very bare, but still, dont read if you dont wanna read about murder and stuff.
Anywayyyy, to start with, The Grim Reaper!!! So, in my oc world, the Grim Reaper and the God (used in a gender neutral way) of Death are two different beings. The Grim Reaper started off as a guy in a small British settlement, during the colonization of the new world in the Americas. He was part of an unknown and undocumented colony because of how short-lived they were. Basically, GR (Grim Reaper) lived in that colony with his pregnant wife, and as we all know, those colonies were eventually plagued with extreme mania, caused the well known Witch Trials! At some point, the colony began to try and say GR’s wife was committing witchcraft, thus making her baby a spawn of pure evil.
In their histeria, they killed her. They stabbed her twice in the stomach, once in the heart. GR watched as they murdered his very pregnant wife and unborn child, and became very anger and bitter to the colony (naturally). They (the colony) believed they had done the right thing, having “saved” the colony. However, they basically just doomed themselves and everyone else in the colony. He went crazy with delusions of a deer-headed figure, urging him to do what he feels is best to avenge his wife and child.
So, in the middle of the night, he went around in each tent and slaughtered every single person of the colony until no one was left. Like pigs. He then went and laid in the winter field near the fire, and carved out his own heart. It’s already broken, why does he need it, amiright?
Days, weeks, months pass as he’s died, and normally, you don’t wake back up. So it was a huge trip when he felt his eyes open back up and some voice speaking to him. Well, it wasnt him, more so an astral projection of himself (sort of), sibce his body was still on the ground, decomposing and covered in snow. In front of GR was a seven to eight foot tall….creature? Thing. With a deer’s skull for a head. It was covered in old moss and grass, black flowers grown into the eye sockets. Turns out that was the physical embodiment of death.
Death offer GR a chance to start anew, work with Death as a prodigy. Sort of. Also just because Death needed someone to help what with all the people dying in this time. So, GR just kinda ends up the Grim Reaper and working with Death. Yeah, im definitely making more posts of these, just in different parts cause this took a small while. Only because this story isn’t as fleshed out.
Also!!! As a heads up, some stories will be in the same parts because they may be too short to be on their own. Also, like i said above, this story isn’t my longest and is meant to be pretty vague and detail-less since im no good at writing.
Picture except it’s a bit older so it’s not as good as my recent art. That’s him and his girlfriend who’s introduced later.
