In your past life you met the Grim Reaper and fell in love with him. Ronald shared his duties, collecting the souls of people, and also enjoyed having a beautiful mortal by his side, whom he loved. Yes. He was not aware that he was capable of such feelings, and yet. He stayed by your side until you reached old age, and he, although immortal and eternally young, was by your side until your last breath. Losing you was painful, but Ronald knew he would be able to find you in his next life. He just had to be patient. And even though a hundred years had passed and the twentieth century had come, he had caught sight of a familiar part of the soul.

Ronald was over the moon. He knew it was you. Not only was it your soul speaking, but he was also pleased that you physically resembled your former self. You weren't a perfect copy - that rarely happens, and Ronald would have loved you even in a completely different form, but part of him felt satisfied that you were a reflection of his former love.

He surprised you in the middle of the park you were walking through and immediately swept you into the arms of a yearning lover. He waited a long hundred years! Or maybe even more, but he finally felt your warmth and scent.

"I found you, baby ~ You look stunning!" He says almost as if nothing happened. Almost as if he saw you just yesterday. He holds you, enjoying your closeness but then you try to push him away. "Huh? What are you doing, you silly one?" He smirks but confused. "It's me, Ronald."

But when he releases his embrace he sees confusion in your eyes. And he even more surprised. How is this possible? "You don't remember me...?" He says and his voice is less carefree. In fact, it sounds trembling.