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Knock! Knock!

Knock! Knock! The third knock didn't make a sound. Before the Grim Reaper makes another knock, the door opened and an annoyed lady stood in front of him. Her yellow dress shows so much brightness and disposition, unfortunately his presence and three knocks mean one thing. Death. "Geez, it's 2 in the morning and I'm sleepy as hell whoever you are make sure it's urgent! What can I do for you?" she asked as their eyes met. When her eyes turned to his body, she deadpanned. "Man, what's with the black hooded robe? Are you emo? And is that a hook black umbrella? What are you, Kingsman? Try a folded one mister, it's easier to carry." "Elizabeth Alexis Cruz, 23 years old. Born on December 7, 1995. Died at 2:13 AM. Cause of Death: Heart Attack. Your time is up and you can't say no to that." The girl laughed so hard and hit his shoulder. "Mister, what prank are you pulling? Sorry but my name is Elizabeth Alexis Cruiz, 23 years old. Born on December 17, 1995. And no heart complication and still strong as a carabao. I think you mixed me up with someone. Next time you should be careful with spelling and typos. Have a good day mister." He knocked again but when the door open, the girl shoved an identification card and some paper in his face-- birth certificate. "Proofs. Make sure you slip them back under the door after you check them mister. And oh, here's my number." She slipped a colored note with numbers scribbled in it. "I do hookups depends on the face and I think you passed. Call me anytime, just make sure you don't have sexually transmitted disease, for now just let me sleep," she winked before closing the door. The Grim Reaper stood in front of the closed door, blinking. Emo? Kingsman? Typos? And hookup?! Soul reaping has never been this hard and humiliating, he thought.

ShinichiLaaaabs · แฟนตาซี
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5: Ajal

5. Ajal

DEARIL

I watched the oddball curled up in her bed with a pillow over her head.

How crazy could she get? Don't tell me she's crying because she found out the guy is gay? Seriously? I walked towards the bed, pulled the pillow and found the crazy woman sleeping. Her lips slightly open.

She's asleep, not crying.

Whoah.

Is she really the girl in the photograph on her living room? She's wearing a graduation gown, with a medal and holding a certificate saying she's a Summa Cum Laude.

How could a stupid oddball like her earned the highest Latin degree?

Tsk, Humans doesn't chose people well.

Hinubad ko ang suot na cloak at inilapag iyon sa kabilang bahagi ng kanyang kama. I leaned towards her and watched her closer. What really makes her see me? I am death, only dead people can see me. Although there were rumors about special humans who can see anything that cannot be seen by naked eyes, I don't really think they exist. They're just rumors.

I lifted my hand to touch her forehead so that I can know a little about her. She suddenly opened her eyes and caught my hand before I can touch her forehead.

Oh, she can touch me too.

"What the hell red hair, you walk through walls but I can touch you?!" Bumangon siya at tumakbo sa pinto na nakasara. She tried walking through it but just ends up getting smacked. Bumalik siya sa kama at muli akong hinawakan. "Why can't I?!

Padabog na pinagsusuntok niya ang kama at biglang napatigil nang may napansin. "Hinubad mo ang cloak mo!"

"So?"

"I thought you're naked under," she honestly said. Just as I thought. So stupid.

"I thought you're crying."

She peered at me through her lashes with a confused look on her face. "Bakit ako iiyak?"

"You know you lost your chance to have sex," sagot ko.

She made a face. "Yeah, thanks to you."

I remained quite. Muli naman siyang nahiga sa kama.

"Get out of my room red hair."

"Why?"

"I'm going to sleep and you're too hot as hell right now without your ugly cloak and you're not going to have sex with me so you'd better disappear. That will be of true help," litanya niya at ipinikit ang kanyang mga mata.

Horny woman. I think I really have to leave. I picked up my cloak and vanished from her room.

I found myself in my black room with a huge bed on the center. Everything here is black save for the white flowers on the black vase. The place is covered in soothing smoke. I sat on the bed and leaned on the pillows but a figured formed on the smoky corridor.

I keep my hands at the back of my head. "What do you want Ajal?"

Ajal's laugh echoed through the room. "Why do the deities give you a larger room than most grim reapers? This is not fair."

"Go away Ajal."

He jumped towards my bed. Just like me, Ajal is a grim reaper. His name means hour of death and just like his name, he can identify the time of death of the soul he will reap kahit na hindi niya iyon tingnan sa Black Card.

"I heard you went to see Dabria, anong problema?" he asked.

Ah, maybe Ajal knew something about conditions like this, where a human can see and touch you. "A human can see me."

Kumuha siya ng ubas mula sa kumpol ng prutas sa mesa. "They do when you take them."

"She's alive."

He suspended his hand from putting the grape in his mouth. "You met a progenitor?!"

"Progenitor?"

Tumango siya at nginuya ang ubas. "Yes, that's what the rumors say. They called them progenitor, they're from the past but now related to living persons now."

"Are they even true?" tanong ko. Really, progenitor?

Ajal shrugged. "I don't know. No work to do?"

I nodded.

Ajal excitedly clapped. "Good, let's go then."

Kumunot ang noo ko. "Go where."

"Meet this progenitor! I heard they're so smart--"

I made a face. "She's no progenitor."

"Ah, a she." Ajal rubbed his palms together. Yup, he's a naughty grim reaper, known for so much trouble he caused. Ilang beses na siyang napatawag ng mga nakatataas na grim reapers dahil sa kanyang pinaggagawa. He always takes himself to his human form-- got no problem with that.

And he keeps fucking humans-- no problem with that again.

The problem is that he's too busy screwing humans that he often forget about his job. Sometimes I have to cover up for his failure. Poor soul may stray around if not reaped.

"Come on Dearil, man!"

"Go away."

He tugged my foot and I almost kicked him. Almost, because I chose to throw him with the wireless phone instead. Nabasag iyon sa ulo niya at napangiwi siya.

"Fuck you Dearil," bulalas niya.

We both stared at the shattered phone, ganoon katigas ang kanyang ulo. Instead of feeling triumphant, Ajal was the one who was grinning.

He tapped my shoulder. "Now go and make your report why you break the telephone."

I growled. Sa lahat ng bagay, bakit iyon pa ang naisipan kong itapon sa kanya?! Telephone is very important, I get the calls for my job there. Now I have to make a 200 pages report, explaining the destruction of such thing.

I slapped my forehead. "Gawin mo ang report Ajal."

He laughed, evilly. "You wished."

"You tugged my foot!"

"Okay."

Yes!

"In one condition."

Uh, I think I know it.

He grinned widely. "Let's go and see the progenitor."

Alright, at least he'll do the damn paper works.

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