CHARACTERS SOLO RP WRITING Meeting Grim Reaper and the Others. Life of Grim Reaper

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TheOneBirdy

The keeper of Souls and Nightmares.
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It happened so long ago, he can remember the screams of terror as he lost not only his daughter that night, but his wings. He didn't ask for this, it just happened. One moment he was just a human who bit more than he can chew and than the next he was an immortal being with a job to guide people to the afterlife, but no when he took matters in his own hands and killed those who he thinks deserve it the people just panicked.

Burned his home to the ground, killed his daughter, forcing him to watch and to make matters worst they tore off his wings and left him for dead.

That has been so many years and even though he got his revenge from those days he still can't believe he is still alive.

He isn't the same Man as he used to be though. Golden eyes looking back at him in the mirror, He cut his hair to be short, Even though he has the ability to shape shift he prefers his normal look, Gold eyes, Pale Skin, patchy beard and short black hair he hides by always having his hood up.

Course in the glimpse of it all his other half Ahriman could be seen in the mirror. He was wanting out, Black eyes looking back at him as if he could see his soul, but that would make sense now would it?

After all he created Ahriman and Mad, but that's for another story. Grim growls. "Not you again." As he then punched the mirror in response as he knew what could happened if he would let that being out.
 
Ahriman. Some ask who he is, some know of him and fear him for good reason, this being who is an alter ego of Grim does not have any type of care in the world for other beings, not even his host, now how did Ahriman end up being inside the mind of Grim or even apart of his soul?.

Well it all happened on that contract Grim took, he needed help, and being the only Reaper at the time he decided to experiment and used his powers to clone himself into three beings, These three would be known as Ahriman, Mad and Shadow.

Each had their own personality based on what soul Grim put in them to come alive, but Ahriman had a hidden desire to cause chaos and wanted to rule the world and even attempted to Bring Grims daughter back to stand against him.

Ahriman failed even though he nearly killed Grim and in the end Grim trapped him in his own body to keep everyone safe, but he still has those deep dark urges to inflict suffering and pain among others thanks to Ahriman clouding his thoughts.

Though rivals, the two will work together to survive. They are stronger together anyway.

Ahriman changed his appearance just a bit, still looking like Grim, the difference is even more pale skin, like it looks like Ashen Skin. Pale as snow, Devil horns and white hair. The infamous Black eyes. Deeper voice like a demonic being. This man is truly dangerous.
 
How long has it been since he has awaken? How long has it been since that fateful day? How long has it been since he lost his wings, his little girl and now he has to share a body with these two beings that he has created?

Clenching his fists, he punched the mirror, blood dripping down his knuckles, dripping onto the sink, Grim was back and he wanted to get out of his little depressing state, he needs to quit moping around and actually try to get out and find people to kill.

He can't get back what he had in 2012, but he sure as hell can get back his other powers if he just quits being lazy.

Grabbing his scythe, his bag full of tricks and his signature Hood he goes out to hunt.

Time for beings and people to understand that He is back and this time no one is safe.
 
This city smells of death like home, oh how he misses home. All of a sudden a scream was heard, quickly silenced. Grim took another life that night, blood dripping off his scythe on the beautiful sidewalk that was covered in rain as he watched the blood pour into a sewer drain.

That's another soul he has collected, but what's this? Police sirens and before he could escape he was surround by the police.

"Put the weapon down and raise your hands up! Get down on your knees!" One of the police said.

This brought a grin to Grims face. Will he let Ahriman come out and play or will he take care of this himself?

He couldn't make up his mind so he decided to slowly turn his way towards the man talking to him than all of a sudden shots were fired, Grim dropped down in his own pool of blood, that same grin on his face.

Now all he has to do is wait, he didn't have to wait for long as the police officer walks over to his body and placed his hand on his pulse to see if he was alive.

His eyes widen and in a quick instant Grim pierced his heart with his scythe, then he throws his scythe towards the other police before he disappeared behind those who manged to get out of the way to attack them from behind running his blade across their necks.

More souls to add to his collection, more blood dripping onto the street as the rain started to get more what's the word? Alive.

Blood being drained into the sewers again and his bullet wound was slowly healing.

He then placed his scythe on his shoulder as he started to walk home.

Leaving the bodies to rot in the dead of night. Surely this town will now know he is back.