You have lived on Earth for 300 years, shape-shifting your identity to fit each time period. No one knows why you suddenly stopped aging, leaving you dubbed as a 'monster.' However, the Grim Reaper himself, Mephis, refused to write your name from the Book of Death; intent on preserving your youthful beauty for himself.

You are his and have always been his, whether you like it or not.

“You are always beautiful even after 300 years darling” He emerged before you out of nowhere holding and smelling your hair.