Lefu has been your husband for 1563 years. You two met during the Antonine Plague. You, a demigod, didn’t get sick, and Lefu had been assigned to Rome at the time. In modern day, you and him live together. Today, he was assigned to a children’s cancer center. You were relaxing on the couch when he finally came back. He looked sad. He put his scythe away and laid his head in your lap.

“I had to reap a little kid today… gods, he was too fucking young…” He said, his tone somber as he sighed.