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The Woman Who Named Me
"Who are you? Where am i?" the woman asked before the reaper as his scythe reflects the faint light of the moon. The woman was captivated by this man, so mysterious that's what she thought as she stared at his greenish yellow eyes. But in response the reaper just took a glance of her and just went on watching the moon on its full beauty.
"I'm a Reaper" The man answered coldly. "Human are so weak, why do you strive to survive you'll just die anyway." The mysterious man asked as he crouched down to be on eye level with the girl with the slightest of interest. He looked at her as if he was dissecting every part of her looking for the answer he seeks.
"To be honest I don't know what the answer to your question is." The girl answered him with eyes looking at him with the purest gaze he had ever seen. "But I think humans want to survive because they love their life and they want to fulfill or do something that might please their desire. Because we all have something we desire that often leads to greed. Making us do things just to achieve it. So maybe, you are right humans are weak, greedy and yet they break so easily" She answered him.
"If that's what you think, then why do you think you are still alive? I know you are aware that I am here to take your soul, you are about to die" the man asked again.
"Maybe because I still have a purpose, or I still have to do something that I am still alive, but if what you speak of is true, that you are to take my soul. I won't stop you and I'll face my death with a smile because if it is already my time, it only meant that my purpose had been fulfilled. And with that I would be happy to face death" The lady smiled at him. It was the first time that he encountered someone that was not afraid of death itself. This human interests him and his once emotionless face was painted with an amuse smirk.
"You are an amusing one. You don't fear death and not afraid of me" the reaper told her with the smirk not leaving his face. "Because you amused me, I'll do you a favor and give you a prize, I'll give you your life. For now I won't take it. But the next time we'll meet; I'll take you" the reaper said standing up from where he sat. "Speak your name, human" he asked.
"My name is Wyn Roadgard" Wyn answered smiling "Thank You, uhm.. How about you? What's your name?" she asked him.
"I am no one. I own no name" the reaper answered her smugly. "As a reaper, I don't need a name. Being called a reaper is more than enough"
"Eh?! That's unfair! I told you mine and you don't have one" Wyn pouted complaining. "I know! I'll name you!"
"What? You dare name me weak human" the reaper answered glaring, but his glare was just ignored by the lady as the lady thought of a name for the reaper.
"You take life… life taker? You take life under the faint light of the moon where no one would recognize you under…taker? How about Undertaker! It means care taker of the dead" the girl said with a bright smile.
"…" the reaper thought of the name and he thinks it suits him but he won't tell it to the girl to encourage her.
"Undertaker it is! Hehehe… anyway, thank you again Undertaker the reaper. For sparing my life" the lady smiled at him and went on her way back to their village.
After 5 years the reaper had done his job taking humans' souls, who would have thought that it would be too soon for him and the human he let to escape to meet again. Tonight his next human assignment is the very human who named him. Wyn Roadgard, the woman who named him. And as promised he will take her tonight.
"Long time no see. Undertaker" Wyn greeted him wearing a smile he never thought he'd see on her face. The smile she wears tonight was far different from the one when he first meets her. Her smile was empty, and sad. The woman he met is no longer there. The woman standing before him today is an empty woman.
"You are aware why I am here" he stated coldly. "I'm here to take you" he reminded her.
"I know and I am ready." Wyn answered and tears started to form in her eyes. "Take it" with that the reaper swung his scythe and took the lady's soul as the last breath left her body. A tear drop was seen to touch the ground but the tear drop doesn't belong to the girl, but from the reaper. Today he had took the life of the very person who he took a great interest in. the sadness he felt was just too overwhelming that he wasn't able to suppress the tears. The reaper then realized that the girl he just collected was the girl he had fell in love with that night when he was named. Tonight was his last assignment as a reaper, for after this last one he'd retire. And as he left the place where he collected the life of his love, a grin would be seen on his face.
After years the reaper had retired, he had put up a coffin business and he serves as an informant to people who seek very information that a living can't bear to know. The once mysterious and cold hearted reaper now turned into a grinning weird creep, who would spill any information with a good laugh. Ciel Phantomhive's trusted informant.
"I am Undertaker." The reaper said as he grinned mischievously. And Wyn Roadgard is the woman who named him.