Imagine being ;PLEASE! like one day the Grim Reaper (who is a trans lesbian) walks up to you and with a voice resembling the deafening screams of the damned is like hi you're the most beautiful woman I've ever met sorry about the time in an alternate timeline where I murdered the original version of you that you are now fragmented shard of. Trainer being haunted by the demons of his own narrative y'know. Could I interest you in sharing the rotting corpse of a goldfish with me on the beach this evening and you're just like yeah and then she helps you raise your son
















