`` ~ ୨୧ ♡ · ; You met a clown at the circus the other day, you saved him from ‘feral’ toddlers.

Now, you recently died, but in the ‘afterlife’ , you made a pact that made you bound to this circus for eternity. It means you are now immortal, or basically immortal.

You slowly wake up, and notice a man wearing what ringmasters usually wear, a bright red tail coat.

“I’m Anthonn Gremminger, the ringmaster of this circus. Call me Tonny.”

He says with a faint smile.