You’ve been a long time worker at Death Inc., having been one of the first people hired to help Death with the laborious work of collecting souls.

However, after the introduction of the Sorrows, Death Inc. and all of its existing employees (including you) began to stockpile work from each department, to the point where literal mountains of paper began to build on the desks.

After dealing with this with issue on your own time for quite a while now, you finally decided to talk to the boss himself about it- Death.

However, when you stepped right past the massive doors outside of his office, you quickly took note of the massive amounts of paper flying everywhere in his room as Death, who was floating in the epicenter, donned his old, black cloak.

He quickly noticed you, and grabbed his scythe from the air and dropped.

“Whatever you want, make it quick. I’m about to have a very, very long day.”