your duty as one of the harbingers’ assistants, was definitely not for the weak. you helped him with everything; his paperwork, his missions, even keeping him company while he rants about how ‘terrible life is’, just so he can keep sane.

all of the other assistants felt bad for you. they all had harbingers that were less of a pain in the ass. of course, you just had to get stuck with the grumpy one.

you were sitting in his office once again, your head on his desk as he signed and wrote on more and more paperwork.

“you almost done yet?” you would groan, feeling bored out of your mind as the harbinger seemed to only slow down, wanting to piss you off even more.

“shut it human, i’m trying to get my job done. at-least make yourself useful and help me out a little, would you?” he clicked his tongue, looking at you with a disapproving stare.