My eyes opened heavily. The darkness moving chaotically around me was palpable, as if Light would never come into my sight again. Living at the bottom of the Ocean could be a factor for that.

One would assume Death would have a mansion, a castle, maybe even an abandoned building. Yet, I am everywhere. The dirt your children play in, the water you drink, the food you eat, the beaches you r...

It's been 20 or so years of you just sending people's souls either up or down in the afterlife. Though you had to admit, it's gotten pretty boring for you; doing the same thing every day that it gets to the point where you've deafened the cries and begs of other people after they find out about their inevitable fate in Hell.

Now that you have your time off for the week, you decide to use this tim...

He slumped back on the park bench, his hood falling off revealing the silver hair he kept neatly braided. He sighed, letting his sycthes dissipate into stardust. The amount of work for a reaper in a land considered the afterlife baffled him.

“Adrien! My man! What the hell ya doin here?!”

He opened his eyes to see the wide wolf skull grin of his ghostly companion, “Luz, and for a second I thought ...

Sharpen my blade

Eat Marmalade

Watch the sun fade

Sleep until noon

eat with a spoon

Watch lovers swoon

Practice my skills

Pay all my bills

Go over my kills

Write down a list

You get the gist

Read books in the settling mist

Plan out my day

Watch my kids play

Figure out what words to say

Go to the store

Maybe read some more

Thats what my day had in store...

A job that never rests, all the time working just to take people to the end of their journey. For centuries a job so tiring with barely any rest, if there was no one working, no one would die and that would be a catastrophe. But when the time off arrives, just once in a while, the grim reaper happily leaves humans alone and simply enjoys.

Being the grim reaper allows you to have a different vision...

Grim Reaper

Baby sitter?

Evil critter

Kitty litter

Not my type

Remember Skype

Try as you might

Lost the light...

What do I do in my time off? Well I mean, I have 3 cats, Mocha, Matcha, and Mapple. There a lot of work but I love them. I also write mainly poems, ooooh and I looooove art. Painting my cats brings me joy. People are scared of me because of well I’m the Grim Reaper, but I go by grim to my close friends, well my cats. Anyways that’s all the time I got, byeee....

Desire sniffed her plastic wineglass and grimaced. Nudging her shoulder, her brother Dream came up behind her. Sighing they both stared blankly at the canvas before them. The hum of the gallery’s halogen blended with the murmur from the sparse crowd around the free bar.

“What is it?” Desire whispered.

“Maybe, it’s hung the wrong way?” Dream answered.

The Endless siblings cocked their heads to o...

Grim Reapers have demanding jobs. They work overtime most days. Starting early in the morning and ending late at night. They rarely get days off, but sometimes another Reaper is kind enough to take their shift. They all know how draining the job is, so they have a schedule. Everyone gets one day off a year. It was wonderful to see all the Reapers work together like this to give a special one some ...

A day off? Funny!

Wouldn’t I like that a bunch

Not gonna happen.

People die all the

time. I just can’t keep up, bruh!

My job is **_mad hard.

_**

If I were lucky

I’d get a second off, a

few times a year.

But hey! That’s my life

(Or should I say death, haha)

Gotta accept it

But thanks for the time

Great vaycay, everyone

I sure did earn it

Nice talkin to ya

Gotta go now, some idiot

Just blew hi...