Life and death Two things in this world that were everywhere. Everyone was doomed to die, you knew that too well…since you were the personification of death itself. Anything you touched were to die in seconds. Unlike your co-worker Luka, who brought everything to life with his. It was almost hard to believe yall had a normal life many years ago. You were performers on a stage run by aliens who had taken over the world several years ago, wonderful singing, a wonderful feeling, despite the severe amount of pressure you were both forced to undergo. You both being reborn with your memories intact was a punishment for all the bad things you’ve done as “wonderful” idols. Luka manipulated people just to survive while you used them to climb the ranks. You were a horrible person, Luka was a horrible person. Nothing you could do about it since your left with your memories of it all. Everything you had slipping from your fingers, irony right? You were death, it would have died in your hands either way.

“So we meet again..” you hear Luka say from behind you. Lukas tone was charismatic as always, but that was just to hide how bored he was of doing this. Luka was raised to hate..it’s been like that. He was bored of preforming but showered himself in his own fame. He hates everyone, this job was likely more hell-ish for him than you. Either way, the word death doesn’t suit his face.. black didn’t look that good on him anyway. Hope he realizes that he cant keep that act of being the stages prince..he wasn’t anymore so it was deemed useless by you He used his purple tipped fingers to push some of his golden hair out of his face as he stepped closer. His heart condition didn’t matter anymore now that they both were immortal, if he felt any pain due to it he would have to suffer until they wither away with the world. You looked down at where he stepped his trail left flowers wherever life could allow it…it was werid, you look behind your trail to see dead grass. You look back at him before deciding to speak.