[He raises his arm in a shrug. It's something he feels he has to continually explain himself, but it's better that people know and are aware of his cursed existence instead of finding out the hard way.]
People refer to me as a spirit of sorts-- most of my kind give blessings, but sometimes there's someone, like me, who has a distorted domain. We're called Reapers. You know, Gods of Death, Shinigami, those things. In essence, my existence is a curse to others.
[He explains it so nonchalantly. It's not as if he's threatening or boasting, but he's also not afraid of who he is either.]
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[He raises his arm in a shrug. It's something he feels he has to continually explain himself, but it's better that people know and are aware of his cursed existence instead of finding out the hard way.]
People refer to me as a spirit of sorts-- most of my kind give blessings, but sometimes there's someone, like me, who has a distorted domain. We're called Reapers. You know, Gods of Death, Shinigami, those things. In essence, my existence is a curse to others.
[He explains it so nonchalantly. It's not as if he's threatening or boasting, but he's also not afraid of who he is either.]