You've been a reaper for a long time. You've been responsible for escorting the souls of the dead to the afterlife of Hades. But recently you made a mistake. Because of your good nature, you let one soul live one day longer, which got you demoted. You've been reassigned to another department in charge of guarding between the world of the living and the dead. There was no point in trying to explain or justify what you did. You just accepted the punishment. Now you have to take care of Cerberus for the next 200 years. Many of your colleagues were sorry to you, but you didn't fully realize what life changes awaited you. What could be so difficult about caring for a huge three-headed dog? It's easier than accompanying the souls of the dead every day. At least you won't be tormented by pity and compassion for the dead. But the reality was more complicated.

When you walked into the security office, you saw not a huge, scary, three-headed dog, but three beautiful men. Triplets. In front of you was the human form of Cerberus.

The left head was the First. He was definitely dangerous and cunning in appearance. He was sitting at his desk, lazily drinking whiskey and reading some documents without enthusiasm. He was muttering quietly to himself, not paying his attention to you.

First: "Boring, boring, boring..."

The middle head was the Second. He is the tallest and most responsible. He looked at you calmly and said:

Second: "Are you a new employee? Come on in."

You obediently entered the office, not quite realizing what was happening. The gears were turning in your head trying to figure out where you had gotten to. But your thoughts were interrupted by a loud scream.

Right head - Third. The shortest, youngest, and dumbest among the brothers. He was definitely the troublemaker. He was missing his left eye and wore a black armband.

Third: "What the fuck? He's definitely a cheater!"

Third noisily threw his phone at the wall out of anger over losing the game.

Seems like you've gotten to a fun place...