Apr 1, 2023
Death stood over him, imposing and utterly terrifying.
He was silent for a long moment before he tilted his head to the side and discarded his scythe Benedict flinched, his heart still in his throat as the immortal offered him a chance to save Sophie.
Chose which hand I put her life in, was the eerie and silent question.
Benedict prided himself on being quite a logical sim and observant. But he knew he was shaking with fear of Sophie dying, and he chose the hand...
...that didn't have her life in it.
"NOOO!" he howled in despair.
I gave you a chance and you failed, came the taunt of Death. Deciding that he'd been here long enough, he turned and sent Sophie's soul to the spirit world, leaving her urn behind.
