Reaper has a curse. The Curse Of Contradiction. He touched people they all die. You know why? He was born with the power of contradiction.

The more you care about life. The passion you have. The more death follows him. The more you'll kill the ones you love.

Reapers POV

"Dad." I asked. "Why... is everything dying around me." I Said. "That's the Black Ancient Curse Of Contradiction. The more you care about Life. The more people will die around you." Said Gaster.

My eyes widen. "Your lying!" I shouted. "I'm not." Gaster Said sadly. "NO!" I shouted running far from here.

"How dare he say such lies to me. He's changed." I said running. "It couldn't be true... right?" I asked.

I saw Y/N. I was just a child then. I ran and carried Y/N. "You're gonna be okay right?" I said tearfully weeping."

Y/N softly smiles. "It's ok."

"No it doesn't." I Said. Y/N slowly closed her eyes. "Please kiss me."

"Why? I'll kill you." I said tearfully weeping more. "Please do it. For me." I shakily carried her close to me as I then leaned in.

I kissed her lips as she then fell limp. My eyesockets widen. "That's the power of contradiction. The more you care about life, and have passion for everything. The more it could even outmatch Gods immortality."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I screamed and hurled in agony. Everywhere surrounding me wilts.

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I was older. I carried a scythe. And I was a Grim Reaper. I didn't care anymore.

Because the more I don't care. The more I won't kill anybody else.

The more I don't care about life. The more Death won't follow me. And I can control it.