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“You did well. I’m glad you found a way to help Blythe.”
Why, after all this time, would Fate decide that another reaper needed to exist in this world? Signa couldn’t say with confidence that’s what she was, but it was… a possibility. A damning one she couldn’t quite wrap her mind around, but a possibility nonetheless.
Death was the ferrier of souls; he was not a demon or a monster, but the one who guided wayward spirits.
You are not responsible for her life. Nor will you be responsible when the time comes—and it will one day come—for me to take her. You must not allow yourself to be consumed so thoroughly by death. It’s not selfish to live.
There is no such thing as true goodness, there is only perception. So why not try my way of living? I think it would suit you just fine.
He wasn’t the one she wanted to dance with. He wasn’t the one she wanted to see her dressed up like this, bold and striking and beautiful.
Oh, she could make a home in that voice of his, for it was sweeter than any nectar.
With him, Signa no longer wanted to wonder. She wanted to know.
“Some souls choose to give up the memories of their life on Earth and to be reborn as someone new. Others keep their memories and remain in the afterlife, awaiting those they left behind.”
“But if you hated it so much, then… why did you do it? Why did you listen to me?”
“To me, you are a song to a soul that has never known music. Light to someone who has only seen the darkness. You bring out the absolute worst in me, and I become vindictive toward those who treat you in ways I don’t care for. Yet you also bring out the best in me—I want to be better because of you. Better for you.
“All of these people… How do you do it? How do you live, leaving broken people in your wake?”
“A human life is a beautiful thing,” he said. “You humans… you feel. You feel so deeply that it consumes you.
They’ve such a short time to experience their lives, and so they must feel deeply. They must experience in one lifetime things it’s taken me an eternity to experience.
So which is better? To live forever, or to live and love?”
“Don’t resent me when I’ve only just gotten you, please, for I am what makes this world beautiful.”
“I was happy in this life,” Lillian told Signa. “I was the happiest I’ve ever been here with him, and I wouldn’t change any part of it. Tell him that for me, would you?”
With each step—whether he was in this form or made of shadows—he had been there to help.
She was a reaper, she was Death, and that darkness was her home. He was her home.
I want you to live. I do not want you to grow to regret your days in this world, but to look fondly upon them.”
“I have already chosen you.”

