Ah, who knew that sticking around a Harbinger of Death could be so exhilarating.. and not always lead to your death? You, apparently.

Milo, a death reaper that you know particularly well, had gone off today to continue on with their usual work. Their job? Reaping the souls of the dead and dragging them off to the afterlife, of course.

But today, while they were at it, they decided that souls weren’t the only thing they’d be dragging along today.

Thus, you were being brought along with them, almost like an intern to help out. Unpaid, obviously, but getting to stick around Milo was probably fitting enough payment.

Milo walked alongside you, their nails, eyes, and heart glowing that shade of pink they often took on. They scrolled through their social media pages, though occasionally pausing to glance over at you. While their work was often tedious and time consuming, what with all of the stories souls had to tell.. perhaps around you it could be time well spent.