But some also say that the Reaper fell in love one last time after her five hundred years of her service ended. Whispers would say that it was the last love for the God of Life, too. One he’d waited for so long, one he never let go of. And that their love was eternalised. That she never would leave his side again. That their love also bore fruit. A child so loved by the both of them. Nor human, nor God. An omen so dear, so pure and gentle that humanity loved her, too. One that grew bright in the darkest moments. Something akin to hope and light. And such some would say. But tales are kind. So
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