forum When Reapers Collide (1/1)(Maybe Mature?)

Started June 10, 2020 by Deleted user

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Azrael was swimming with her black bikini on in her pool with War, her wife, when she saw a portal open. And out of the portal, came someone who she didn't know.

Everything went by like in a flash. Ryong couldn't even piece together what just happened. He thought it was just the usual, going to reap a soul, send them off to the after life, and boom done. All he could see was a bright yellow light before a change in lighting.

The portal practically threw him out forcing him into the ground. It felt like someone stung him with a hundred bees. "What the hell was that for?", he mumbled to himself while slowly getting up.

Ryong brushed off his coat and wiped his eyes. Quickly scanning the area, he realized one thing in particular, this isn't home.

"Who are you? Are ya a pervert?!?" Azrael shouted as she reached out for her scythe. She got out of the pool, soaking wet, pointing her scythe at the strange man.
"Do ya wanna go to the afterlife?!?"

Ryong noticed two people-like figures, maybe they know the place. His stature became stiff as one of them noticed him. Should he be worried? Who knows for sure.

Glimpsing down at the scythe, his left eyebrow rose in question. Ryong shook his head,"I am no pervert, I am Gang Ryong but you can call me Ryong. Also trust me, I've been in the after life for a few millenia now my friend."

He rolled his right sleeve back revealing a silver bracelet. Pressing on the button, he threw his wrist then a scythe came out. Ryong lifted it to quickly show it off before turning it back into the bracelet. "See? I am somewhat the same as you, well we both have scythes at the least."

"You're a Reaper like me? I thought me and my brother Grimm were the only ones. Lets go inside." Azrael said. And so they went inside the house. Ryong sat on the couch while Azrael and War went and changed. Azrael came out, Black shirt, black denim skin-tight jeans, and black fingerless biker gloves. They were special made for her, because she has 6 fingers on each hand.
"Azrael Reaper, at your service," Azrael said as she extended her hand to give Ryong an handshake.

Personally, it wasn't much of a surprise to him. Of course, is this another part of the universe? Could this not be Earth? His head was spinning full of questions and from the force of the portal. Ryong followed the two,"Of course I am a grim reaper, although I'm not sure if we're the same kind. It could be a possibility."

He sat down on the sofa while looking down at the bracelet. It felt bleak under his finger, colder than usual. A sigh left his lips in disbelief. Usually after sending a soul to heaven or hell, he'd teleport home; it always worked. Ryong twisted the ring on his finger before looking up to see Azrael.

Immediately he stood up, bowed, then shook her hand. "A pleasure to meet you Azrael.", Ryong lightly grinned ,"My apologies for having to meet this way."

"Its fine. But why are you here? Do you know where you are?"

In an instant he shook his head. Ryong gently sat back down on the sofa crossing his legs. Noticing some dirt on his pants leg, he brushed it off. "Sadly I have no clue at all. Usually after I send a soul off to heaven, hell, or purgatory, I go back home then wait for the next one.", he delineated," Before I appeared here, I sent someone off to heaven then prepared for the teleportation back home. There had to be an error that's all I can guess."

"How often do you send someone to purgatory?"

Ryong bit his lip trying to find a way to answer. It's not really uncommon for him to hear a question like this. His finger traced numbers on his leg as he started to remember. "Yesterday I had sent about ten people there, I worked with twenty-three souls that day.", he recalled," Some days it gets worse with the numbers of souls departing, not where they go you know."

"You're not a real reaper then. People are more average than you think. Besides with the current death rate, there should more people who are dead!"

Ryong placed his hand over his chest, that's not something he hears everyday. A chuckle tried to escape but he managed to hold it. "No no I am, believe me, but I am just one reaper after all my friend.", he added,"There's too many people that just simply die left and right or die in mysterious places. I assume there's over seven hundred of reapers like me at least; each one gets a certain amount of souls to deal with everyday. Some days I only have twenty-three but back during World War II, I had hundreds upon hundreds to take care of. It's different for every reaper, yet no one has less than twenty at the least."

"Well in this world, we one have 2 Reapers: me and my brother Grimm. Grimm handles the neutral souls. I do the other souls."

This world….the words sent a small chill down his spine. At least he knew he was somewhere else, that's a start. Ryong rested his hand against the side of his head. "Amazing. Would it be possible for you and your brother to help me get back to where I'm supposed to be?", he wondered.

"Maybe, let me call my bro real quick." And Azrael did.
"Hey, Grimm. It's ya sis."
(What is it?)
"Some dude came here from another universe, and needs to go back to their universe."
(Okay, be there in a jiffy.)
He came. He was like a manly, male, 7 feet tall verison of Azrael.
"Hello," Grimm said. In a rough, manly voice, "I'm Grimm. Grimm Reaper. And you are?" He towered over.
Ryong.

Ryong sat up on the sofa. His shoulders rolled back as he glanced at Azrael. He wondered what Azrael's brother looked like or if he had a similar scythe. Hopefully they could help him go back home. Carefully, he twisted the ring on his finger as his mind drifted off briefly.

Hearing a new voice, he blinked to look straight at Azrael's brother. Ryong smoothed out his coat before standing up. Grimm has to be at least a foot or so taller than him. He could see an uncanny resemblance between the siblings; it reminded of the twins back home.

Slowly, he bowed,"My name is Gang Ryong, fifth grim reaper of Seoul. A pleasure to meet you."

"Pleasure to meet you as well."

For a moment his hand was ready to reach out for a handshake, but wasn't necessarily sure of it. Maybe it's just better to get straight to the point. Ryong cleared his throat before sitting back down. "So I am sure you know about my dilemma. I was wondering if it is possible for you and your sister to help me get back to where I should be since you two are also reapers as well."

"Sorry mate, but we can't find your universe anywhere," Azrael said. "Trust me, I've been trying. Go sit down." And so they did.

If he does have anything remotely close to a heart, it's definitely running around in circles right now. The side of his face was heating up with worry. This can't be possible, it should be very feasible. Ryong wasn't sure if it was possible to have some doubt or have none at all. He just nodded as a response not knowing what to say. His eyes stared off to the side. "Thank you…", he mumbled.

"So… How are you?" Grimm asked.