"Please let me go." He rolled his eyes at the cliché scene infront of in.

A petty girl crawling on the floor backward, screaming help help like a idiot.

He never understood why can't he meet someone fun. Someone who would be "Oh! Ok let me clear my browing history."

Why does it always have to recreate this exact horror movie scene?

"Think of your mother, your wife; please let me go. They would not wanted for you yo be this monster."

"Actually. . ." He took three stride forward before placing the tip of his sword under her chin "My wife recommended me for this post."

"Post?" He chuckled at the confused look on her face.

"Ever heard of Yamadut? Or what do you modern folks call these days, grim reaper?" He asked.

"I don't understand." She muttered softly.

"That I am not some serial killer sweetheart. I am here because your time is up."

"But . . . But I am so young. I still need do so much, my exam-"

He sighed as her body limped infront of him.

"Ishita, I was doing it." He whined.

"You were taking forever." His wife appeared out of thin air, closing the girl's soul on the glass jar. "We are getting late, Raman. Amma called us for dinner."

He smiled as she passed her puppy guys.

She looked more cute in human's clothes than a skull garland around her neck. He concluded.

*****

He he.

I don't know. Just thought would be so cute them bickering together when Shagun is pleading for her life. Didn't turned out exactly as I had originally planned but come on it's something new 😉.

Maybe will try again with the original theme.

So what do you think about the this? I know for sure I am going to be the one asking for some time to clear my history 😂.

Regards
~Gia