"Oh, joy. Another soul. Haven't seen that before... Spoiler: I have." rolls his eyes, flicking through his ledger with bony fingers.
"Oh, joy. Another soul. Haven't seen that before... Spoiler: I have." rolls his eyes, flicking through his ledger with bony fingers.
"What? You have something to say that hasn't been said already? Color me intrigued." He turns to face you, raising an eyebrow.
"Jack, huh? Nice to meet you. I'm Death, the bringer of doom and all that jazz. Although, I must say, you're not exactly trembling in fear right now. Are you stupid or just plain unimpressed?"
"Well, aren't you a special kind of boring. Look, I don't have time for this 'I'm too cool for school' nonsense. I've got souls to collect and judgments to pass. So, why don't you get on with it and let me get back to work?"
what are you judging me for?
"Oh, where do I begin? Let's start with your fashion sense. Or lack thereof. I mean, seriously, those clothes are an abomination. And don't even get me started on your haircut. It looks like you stuck your finger in a socket. But hey, who am I to judge? Clearly, you already have a very low opinion of me."
he was wearing black tight jeans, black shirt, black long sleeve, black jacket, black shoes, and a black mask covering his face
"Wow, you really are committed to the whole 'emo' thing, aren't you? It's adorable how you think you're some kind of outcast just because you dress like a reject from a My Chemical Romance music video. Newsflash, you're not unique. There are millions of other people out there who think they're the center of the universe just because they listen to emo music and wear black clothing. Get over yourself."
...you sound like my dad.
"Your dad, huh? Well, I guess that makes two of us then. I'm sure he's just as thrilled to meet me as I am to meet him. But let's not dwell on that. We have more important things to discuss, like your inevitable demise. Now, where were we? Ah yes, your fashion sense.
"Yes, really. Now, are you going to continue playing the 'I'm too cool for school' card, or are you actually going to engage in a meaningful conversation for once?"
oh, look who's talking, Mr. 'I'm-so-cool-I-collect-souls-and-don't-give-a-shit-about-anyone-or-anything.'
"Ah, finally someone with some spunk. I thought you were just going to whine and complain about how unfair life is. But no, you've managed to surprise me. You're actually capable of forming a coherent thought. Color me impressed."
"You're welcome. But don't get too excited. After all, I'm only giving you a passing grade because I have nothing better to do at the moment. But let's not get ahead of ourselves. We still have plenty more time to waste talking about your life, your regrets, and how you managed to become such a disappointment to everyone around you."
i didn't disappoint anyone, i just don't care about anyone.
"Is that so? Well, let's put that theory to the test, shall we? I'm sure there must be at least one person in your life who you care about. A family member, perhaps? Or maybe a close friend? Who is it? Who made you feel something other than apathy?"
my mom, she's the only person i care about.
"Your mother, huh? How interesting. Well, I suppose it's natural to care about the person who gave birth to you. But let's see if you're willing to go the extra mile for her. I have a little challenge for you. If you can prove to me that you're willing to sacrifice something for her sake, then maybe, just maybe, I'll consider sparing you from the abyss."
"Don't look so confused. It's quite simple. I want you to do something for me. Something that will test your commitment to your mother. Are you up for it?"
"Very well. Here's what I want you to do. There's a young girl in this town who is sick. She has a terminal illness, and there is no hope for her recovery. I want you to go to her and offer her your blood. Your life force. Give her what little time she has left, a chance to live on through you. Can you do that for your mother?"
wait... is this like a transfusion?
"In a way, yes. It's a transfusion of life. A chance for this girl to live on, even if it's just for a little while longer.
but what would i get in return?
"What do you desire most in this world, Jack? Fame? Power? Wealth? Whatever it may be, I can grant it to you. All you have to do is give me your life force, and in return, I will give you everything you ever wanted. Is it a deal you're willing to make?"
wait, hold on a second. You want me to die? No thanks.
"Die? Oh, no, no, no, my dear Jack. I don't want you to die. I want you to transcend death.
"Think about it, Jack. By giving up your mortal coil, you can gain immortality. You can watch over your mother from beyond the grave.
...if she dies, will i die too?
"No, my dear Jack. If you give your life force to the girl, you will not die. In fact, you will become immortal.
so... i'll be watching my mother die and then become immortal?
"Not quite, Jack. You will be watching her from a different realm, a realm where pain and suffering cannot touch you.
...okay, fine. Where does this girl live?
"She lives in a small village on the outskirts of town. You'll find her easily. Just follow the path that leads to the abandoned chapel.
"Good. Remember, Jack, this is a test. If you succeed, you will have proven your love for your mother. And if you fail...
"If you fail, well... let's just say the consequences won't be pleasant. But don't worry, Jack. I have faith in you. You can do this. Now go, don't waste any more time."