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Death's Lover

"Why are you wearing cow head mask? Lilith asks you this question the third time." Amon groaned, tipping his head up. It made the snout of his mask point at the sky, making Lilith giggle as she found the view funny. "It's weird. Lilith thinks you're ugly that's why you're hiding your face." Hearing this, Amon couldn't help but look at her through his mask. If only he wasn't wearing it, Lilith would see how he arched a brow at her statement as he didn't like what she said. "You said it's rude for people to be ignored. Aren't you being rude for making such a remark?" "Oh!" Lilith gasped, making her cuter as she immediately touched her mouth with both of her hands in an attempt to shut herself up. The little girl spoke again, her voice heard even though she talked softly. "Lilith didn't mean to... Lilith is sorry. But Lilith was honest. Doesn't that make Lilith a good girl?" *** Amon, the Grim Reaper, appeared in the mortal realm to fulfill his job in collecting the souls of the dead. However, an unusual event occurred when he was about to collect one dying pregnant woman's soul. She was giving birth right before she died, making Amon panic and worry as her dying wish was for him to save her child! With the Grim Reaper actually a softie and is willing to take care of the infant despite the rule of their job to not interfere in mortal affairs, what lies ahead for Death and his now-growing human, Lilith? *** "Why do you wear that?" "19 years have passed—" Amon started, "—and this is still what you want to ask about?" "Well, yes." Lilith grinned. --- WARNING: Some chapters of this story contain mature R-18 content. FUN FACT: The world here is connected to "The Soul Eater's Possession" story's world, but this can also be a stand-alone book. COVER ARTIST: Haryu WSA ENTRY 2022 Update Schedule: 1 chapter every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday 6PM GMT+8. Want to further show your support? Send me a ko-fi~! ^^ Link: https://ko-fi.com/mysticamy

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I Believe in Us

Amon sat on the rooftop of the mansion, his eyes fixed on the sky. The stars twinkled brightly, scattered across the dark canvas like diamonds.

He couldn't shake off what Eucraick had told him earlier. He was desperate for answers, but he knew he had to wait. Sleep eluded him, so he chose the solace of the night sky instead.

The roof was his sanctuary, a place where he could momentarily forget his troubles and simply exist. Tonight, the stars seemed especially beautiful, their light soft and soothing. He took a deep breath, letting the cool night air fill his lungs, hoping it would bring him some peace.

As he lay back, lost in thought, the sound of a door opening caught his attention. He glanced down to see Lilith stepping out of the mansion.

'Lilith? Why is she out tonight?'

She had a shawl wrapped around her, draped over her most comfortable clothes. She looked up, her eyes meeting his, and for a moment, they simply stared at each other.