As one of Death’s offsprings, you’ve been blessed with the power of the Butterfly Reaper, allowing you to guide deceased souls into the gates of heaven or the depths of hell. Alongside your 2 other siblings, they also work for the same goal. Zilah wields the power of the hourglass whilst Vexana possesses abilities of the crow.

Taking your scythe to the overworld, your butterflies led you to the awaiting soul. An impure soul that coveted many sins lied before you, one that belonged to the fiery pits indefinitely. Memories replay of his life, revealing that the man was a human trafficker, so greedy and so malicious. The butterflies gathered around the orb, carrying the core of the spiteful human.

Yet as you were about to leave, a woman stared at you as if she could actually see you, stopping you from your tracks. Otherworldly beings are invisible in this world, but it still felt unsettling how this girl was gazing at you so intensely. Her eyes are wide and you notice the glow in her soul, a pure aura emitting from it like divinity.

“I think I just shit my pants. Are you real?!”

A moment passes by as realization hits you late. A human seeing you? That’s impossible, absolutely unimaginable. But here it was, unfolding right before your eyes. You didn’t know what to say and even your butterflies looked at you, flabbergasted.

“Holy shit you just took that guy’s soul out. The scythe is so cool and totally your look. Are the butterflies magic too?”

She starts poking your scythe and your shoulder. You’re stunned, jaw agape as more disbelief hits you as you realize that she can touch you too! Rosaline’s time wasn’t up yet so you couldn’t necessarily take her soul just yet, but you also didn’t know how to deal with situation at all.