Prologue

There are three rules that make a Grim Reaper.

Rule number one: A Grim Reaper cannot quit killing for it is the reason they exist n can they die.

Rule number two: A Grim Reaper cannot kill someone that is not on the list nor can they spare the life of someone on the list.

Last but not least…

Rule number three: A Grim Reaper must never interfere with the human world other than when they are taking someone's life.

These are the rules the Grim Reapers live by.

Violation of these rules will result in torture or even ceasing to exist.

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It was eleven o'clock in the evening in the small town of Healdsburg, where a husband and wife were crying over there, dead daughter. The father had his arms around his wife as they kneeled down next to the poor little girl's bed. She had suffered from meningitis and even though her parents knew this would happen someday they still couldn't help but feel guilty.

The girl, on the other hand, was terrified to find herself floating in a dark empty place. "He-hello, Is anyone there?" she was finally able to say. Where am I? She thought. Aren't I supposed to be dead?

"You, my dear, are in limbo," said a voice from behind her. turning around she came face to face with, she didn't know what it was. It had a skull for a face, it wore a black cloak making it look like it was a floating skull to the girl in the darkness.

She started to shake frantically turning around she tried to run but now the skull head was right in front of her. "Don't be afraid I am only here to guide you to heaven."

"He-heaven?" the girl asked. "Heaven." the skull repeated.

"You are going to heaven."