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"Haaa...it just never stops."

Reaper said, as he Reaps corrupted souls that kept on appearing. Clearly, they are not giving him the break that he deserves. It is just way too much for him to bare. Why can't he just take a break and stop for once?

Reaper than looks down at the ground, as he than sat down. He held his head, as he cannot seem to catch a break. He had been inside of the Underworld for such a long time, and there had not been seen to be any progress with his attitude of his. Reaper just wants to stop and take a break for once, so that he can finally feel free about not having to keep on doing this anymore. But the thing is, he will not get that break, no matter what it is that he might say, no matter that he does that he might do. Papyrus is feeling positive, since he is seen to be talking to some pure souls that have appeared, and that is the only good thing about him. But for Sans, there is nothing good of the situation that he is in right now. He is just very tired of having to do his job at the God of Death, and for once, would really like to have a break.

Reaper sighed, as he sat on the ground, clearly very upset with what he had to go through. He had been doing this for a million years, and so far, it has begun to wear him down a little bit. Why is it that he cannot seem to catch a break of sorts? He just wants it to be over. Well...sure, the Corrupter Souls don't appear all the time, and sometimes have even stopped, but the job that he has taken has become way to stressful and way to exhausted for Reaper's own mind.

Than, Reaper's head raised up a little bit, as he than looks to see that there is another Corrupter Soul, and this one is a little bit stronger than the last one. But then, that thing is nothing compared to the level of strength that Reaper has, as it grabbed it without effort. The soul tried to get out of Error's grasp, but Error held it tightly in his hand, and than grabbed his scythe. He let's go of the soul, only for him to swing his scythe, and reaped it. The soul disappeared, as it is erased from existence, and with every soul that Sans reaps, he continues to grow more and more powerful over the millions of years.

Luckily, though, he is not the only god that exists. There are others that also exist. But unlike Sans, they were not able to pass on their powers. Only God of Death can. And now, Sans, as the new God of Death, he seems to not be thought very highly of by the other gods, due to the fact that...the Gods are created by stars. Death, on the other hand, is created from a dead one. A black hole. They are known to suck anything, and not even light had the power to escape it. Luckily, there is one person that does seem rather friendly to Sans.

Toriel, the Goddess of Life. And while Reaper made a bad impression at first, they eventually became friends. Reaper seems to cherish it, but tries to hide how much he appreciates it. Because at some point in the past, Reaper learned that his emotions can make his powers go out of control, and it had straight up killed a lot of people. As he is like a black hole, he needs to be very careful of what it is that he is doing. And also needs to make sure that he can keep his emotions in check, so that they do not grow out of control, and start killing living beings. Reaper than looked down for a little bit, as Papyrus spoke out.

"Do not worry, my friends. The gods of the Aboveworld, they will protect you. They will take good care of you. So please, get inside. You'll be safe here."

The souls that are pure and have not been corrupted understood what he meant, as they than went inside of doorway, before the door closed. Papyrus sighed, as he wiped the sweat off of his face. He than looks behind him, and saw that another pure soul has appeared. And a bunch of corrupted souls have surrounded it. Reaper, though, saw this, and he does not let it happen. Reaper immediately charged in, and sliced the souls with his scythe.

He sliced and diced through them, as he reaps them, before he finishes killing the corrupted souls that surrounded the pure soul. Except for one corrupted souls, however, that he used his gravity powers on.

Reaper looks very intently at the soul, as it struggled to get out of his grasp. But Reaper simply smiled at that, as he spoke out.

"Hehe...how cute. Trying to get out of what would be the last moment so your life. But alas...you are already done for."

Reaper than gripped his scythe, as he than swung it with all of his might. And than, in that instant, Reaper destroyed the corrupted soul. He than sighed, as he sat down on the ground, while Papyrus was able to get a bunch of other pure souls that have appeared, and coaxed them to get in. Reaper looks down at the ground and shook his head, clear not very happy about the life that he had to go through. But, what can you do? He had brought this upon himself, as he defeated the previous God of Death. And now...now he's paid the price for doing something like that. This is what he gets for doing what he did from before, having defeated the previous death.

Reaper than stood up from the ground, as he than spoke out.

"Hey, Papyrus?"

Papyrus looks at Reaper with a smile on his face.

"I'm gonna go back to Remnant for a little bit. The Remannt that I came from. Do you mind?"

Papyrus, shook his head, as he spoke out.

"Not at all."

Reaper nodded his head. . He snapped his fingers, before tendrils formed beneath him. These tendrils are made of nothing but darkness and shadows, and than, he got pulled it. And in that instant, he is gone, as he goes to the Remnant that he once lived in.

On Remnant...

A black mist began to swirl and form, as it twists and turned, as something began to crawl out of it. After a little while, Reaper was than made from the black mist, and is now looking around the area that he is in. He in just a random neighborhood, and nothing else. But Reaper does not care, in fact, he lost the ability to care at all. Years of being a God of Death really had made Sans very tired, and not care about what's happening anymore, nor does he care what happens to himself. He looks around the city, and began to walk around, clearly not very happy with his situation, but decides to come out at night, just so that he can feel a little bit better. He really wants to have a huge break of finally not having to do this job.

Reaper began to walk around for a bit, as he began to try and marvel the beauty that he had last seen this place as. But the problem is...the beauty does not last forever, as the plants around him began to decay and rot, as his powers touched the plants and the grass, as they withered into blackened ash. He continues to walk, as he goes forward towards a random direction, and he pasts a grocery store. Their plants also began to rot, as Reaper continues going forward. But at this point, Reaper is just simply way to tired to keep on doing this. He just wants to finally be free from this power that he had been burdened with, and he does not care how. But he knows that what he wants, will never happen.

But Reaper sees that...people might be watching him, and he does not want to catch the attention of Union. So Reaper, spreads his wings out, and than, he flies away as fast as he could, so that he can go someplace that will make him feel a little hidden.

An hour later...

Reaper had wandered around for a little bit, as he looked for a place to lean up against. Unfortunately, the only thing that is present is a single tree. Reaper sighed, as he goes up to it, and sits down before leaning his back against its trunk. And he knows what happens when he does that, as the instant he did that, the tree began to blacken and rot, and the leaves had turned into blackened ash.

Reaper held his face with his hands, as he shook his face, clearly not very happy about what he had turned into for so many years. He hates this job, and is very tired of having to do it. But, Sans knows what he only has himself to blame, and that he needs to be Death, due to the fact that it is a necessity to all of existence.

"Damn it..."

Reaper lies his head on that used to be a trunk, now just a black, rotted stump. Reaper closed his eyes as he breaths in the fresh air that is all over the place. Well...at least that is one thing that he likes for sure. But this is not something he wants to keep on doing forever. He does not want to keep on killing stuff on accident. He just wants to finally be himself for once, and he done with it. But as Reaper lies down for a little bit...suddenly...he feels a living presence looking down at him. Reaper than opens his eyes, and looks to the right to see who it is. And the person that he is seeing is a complete surprise to even him.

Staring down at Sans...is a young girl with straight silver hair that goes well past her waist and blue eyes. She clads herself in silver armor, and wears a purple dress underneath.

Reaper was surprised at what he is seeing, but is even more surprised with the power she has. While not strong compared to Reaper, it is slightly similar compared to his own. And the thing is...she feels much more older than she appears. What is going on?

The young girl held out a notepad with words on it. And Reaper read what was written on the pad.

'Who are you?'

Reaper looks up at the girl, a confused look present on his face, and spoke out to her.

"Why do you want to know? We only just met?"

The girl then flipped through the notebook page, and wrote something, and after a little bit of writing, she than shows another page with something she wrote.

'Your power...it is similar to mine, but stronger. You had been killing plants and birds, when you walked past them, almost like you care nothing about their well-being.'

Reaper's eyes widened, as he said.

"You...saw me?"

The girl nodded, as she remembered the first time that she had met him.

Flashback...

Eucliwood was seen to be sitting down in front of the grocery store wall. They all go into the store to by the food that they want, to get what they need, in order to satisfy what they desire. But not all of them are going in. In fact, there is one that is not coming inside, and instead, prefers staying outside.

This young girl is just doing nothing. She is just sitting down, as she watches the people go by her, watches as the people not pay attention to her. That is all she did. But she is waiting for something. She is waiting for someone to come for her. Probably someone that she knows, but she cannot be sure of herself. But as she sat down...she than felt something. A darkness, that acts as an undying beacon. It is Night, sure, but this darkness is different. Too different. Almost to the point, where it is sucking out life everywhere. And sucking life out...it happened.

The trees around the store suddenly began to age and rot, before it collapsed, and then, crows began to fly away from the direction of where it is coming from. She than stood up, as she walked to the direction of where it is coming from. When she saw it, her eyes widened.

The thing that is causing death is not a creature. Rather, it's a type of person. They are wearing ripped black robes, with a hood over their head, and needless to say, they do not look happy, despite the fact that they are smiling very widely. But Eucliwood could tell that it is a sad smile. He is trying to hide the pain that he is now feeling, as what he had to go through is very agonizing and terrible for him. Than, something began to come out of his back. It was wings. The feathers were as black as a crow's, as they are attached to bones that are holding the wings in place.

And than, all of a sudden, birds fell down from the sky, as they all fell into the effects of this mysterious person's power. The man then leaps into the air, as he flaps his wings, before he flies away. The girl looked on curiosity, as well as some hidden concern, as she looks at where this mysterious black-robed figure is going. She does not know why, but there is something special about this person that makes her want to go to him. So, without any hesitation, she moves to try and catch up to the person in order to see what he's like.

Flashback End...

Reaper was surprised at the fact that this lady could sense his powers. How that happened, he will never be able to know.

"How can you sense my...my power? Are you...like me?"

The girl holds out another notepad, as it said.

'Close, but no. I am a necromancer.'

This made Reaper nod in understanding, as he spoke out.

"I see. Thing is...I...didn't always have these powers before in the past. In fact, I never had them sense the beginning of my life. How I got them...was all unintentional."

Reaper thank spoke out to the girl.

"I got them when I was sent to the Underworld. I had been in a place that worked with people that are supposed to help the world. In reality, they are just hypocrites and false heroes. I got killed by them for being framed of a terrible crime that I did not commit, and I had been sent to the Underworld to be reaper my the person that held this power before me. I did not want my existence to be erased so...I battled against this God of Death, and won...and now...that is what I had become. I am the new God of Death, how forced to take its place. And...needless to say...there is nothing enjoyable about doing this position."

The necromancy, curious, raised her notepad and wrote out to him.

'What has it done to you?'

Reaper looks at the necromancy, and sighed, before he spoke out.

"Well...because of my powers, I can now kill any living being with a simple touch. No matter what I do and try, I will end up killing people without even trying. It would often times be on accident. Though the only times that were not on accident were people that are very evil. Because of this, I cannot hug or even give them affectionate gestures, even if I want to. The only exception...would be if my younger brother. He is a Death God, like me, and because of this...he is immune to my touch. But...honestly...I wish that I can do it on more than just my brother."

Reaper held his face in his hands, as he shook it. This made the necromancer look down at Reaper with pity, as she than began to say some stuff towards him.

'You are not the only one who is cursed with this power.'

Reaper looked at the necromancer, as she than wrote some stuff to him.

'I too...had gotten people killed, all on accident. And the people that I had gotten killed were dear friends of mine. Because of this...I could no longer speak, as my words are the reason behind my power. I speak what I say, such as...make you not able to live...I can do that. But...it seems you can't control it, nor limit it, even if you want to do it.'

Eucliwood than tries to touch him, and Reaper immediately moves out of the way, as he spoke out.

"I...I don't think it is best to touch me."

But the girl did not listen, she whispered something, but Reaper tried to move...only to be tangled in vines, which quickly withered away. But it turns out, it was to hold him long enough for the girl to touch and grab him by the hand. Reaper looks...and was shocked to see that the girl is not dying. She is fine.
She is not effected by the powers that Reaper has.

Reaper was not expecting for that to happen, as he looks up at the girl.

"How?"

The Necromancer than raised her notebook, as she than wrote out to him.

'We both have control over death. Because of this, we aren't effected by each other's powers. It is because of that, we are resistant to each other. That is why you are not a danger to me, and I am not a danger to you.'

Reaper was surprised. He was not expecting for something like this to happen. Reaper than looks down, having some feeling behind it, as he than spoke out.

"So...now what? What are you gonna do...now that you have met me?

This surprised Reaper, as he spoke out.

"Stay...with me? I don't...Eucliwood...the place that I am in is a terrible place. It would not be good for you to see and experience what I had to go through. It really isn't. You shouldn't go with me like this."

But Eucliwood than made another one, as she wrote to him.

'You're right, I may not know...but the fact that you are suffering from this, in spite of having your brothers, shows they you cannot do this with just him. I'm coming with you, no matter how terrible it is.'

Reaper's eyes widened, as he saw a what the girl wrote. He than spoke out.

"You...huh. You are not gonna take no for an answer, are you?"

The girl shook her head, no, as she wrote out to him.

'No...I will not.'

Reaper took a deep breath and he sighed, as he than stood up, and looks up at the girl. Reaper is at the height of 4'10. But this girl is at the height of 5'1. Very amazing how he is a little bit close to reaching her height, and yet is stronger than even this Necromancer that is before him.

"Okay...if you want to come...you can. But I will warn you...it will not be a pleasant experience."

Eucliwood nodded, and Reaper realizes something.

"I forgot. We didn't introduce ourselves. Call me Reaper, or Sans. You?"

The girl wrote down her name, as she then reveals it to Reaper.

'Eucliwood Hellscythe.'

Reaper nodded his head, as he spoke out.

"Well...Eucliwood...welcome to the world I now live in. And hopefully...you and my brother, Papyrus, can get along."

Reaper and Eucliwood than entered the portal, and the black portal swirl red around for a few minutes, before it than began to evaporate. And than...after a little bit...the portal...is gone