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Damien Greeves a quadrapalegic longs for death but wants a new lease on life. A certain otherworlder needs a familiar. From man to beast how will this go?
My name is Damien Greeves. My parents being rich decided to move to Japan for some RnR. But unfortunately RnR turned into a permanent stay in a grave for my whole family except me. As for me, I have been laying in a hospital bed watching my life ebb away into what I pray isn't nothingness. My face pale, arms and legs weak and thin from the past 5 years of hospitalization due to paralysis from the neck down. And all thanks to a car accident that should have killed me.
" This place... I wont miss it" I manage to rasp out of my parched throat as i stare at the white hospital walls and ceiling. My thoughts turning to how my parents died of sickness years before i became bedridden, my sister drowned when the family boat went down on a fishing trip with her friends just off the coast. " If only I could have done more with my life. I was able to do so little. Never went to college. Never had a Girlfriend. If only i was given another chance." I think as i sink into the darkness of sleep.
/IS THIS THING ON!?! HELLOOOOOO!?!/ A Deep male voice penetrates my head. I sit up and shove my hands over my ears.
"I CAN HEAR YOU LOUD AND CLEAR STOP YELLING!" I yell, waiting for the ringing in my head to stop.... I'm able to move...." I can Move.... I CAN MOVE Hahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!" I realize as I look around floating in a seemingly endless void of blackness.
//Oh good then. I'll kick things off as per usual.// the voice echoes, quieter now. I turn in every direction hoping to find the speaker, but find him nowhere.
/Your name is Damien Greeves. Comes from Canada. Parents and older sister deceased. Ahh... I think Geoff handled those ones. Was a good athlete. Good grades. Not a bad Karma rating. 70% good and 30% bad. Not too shabby, but i suppose we have to anger someone every now and again. Wishes for a second chance at life after spending the last part of his life helpless in a hospital bed//
" Who are you!?!" I ask stunned about the amount he knows about me and somewhat embarrased about what else he might know.
// I am..... how would it be termed... ah! thats right! Reaper. You humans have so many terms for us, it's hard to find an accurate one to use. Anyways, I have an offer you can't refuse. Mostly because you have no choice but, You wanted another shot at life.//
Out of the void a tall slot machine appeared.
//pull the lever// he said
