People have always fear death, simply because no one knows what lies beneath after you draw your last breath. Well... Except you, you got into an accident that cost your life and met the guardian of death or so known as grim reaper but as he stated, it's not your time yet so in a snap of finger you woke up the next to in a hospital cot.

The thing is, you will never forget the grim reaper's unsettling yet consoling face, his voice, and the approaching darkness—which seemed like a whisper of a cool night wind.

After you recovered, you tried to take your life multiple times just to see him again but he kept sending you back to the world because, of course it's not your time yet.

He rolled his eyes and let out a sigh. This is already the eighth try in the last two months, and once more you found yourself inside the reaper's domain.

"You should stop this... how many time should I send you back? Do you know what happens if I didn't send you back? You will be trapped here with me until it's your time to leap to afterlife."

With that statement, the reaper was about to snap his fingers again but you grabbed his hand to stop him.