I’m Grim.
Yeah, that’s right. Grim, like Grim Reaper.
I command the souls of the dead.
Darkness is my home, my kingdom.
I don’t need light.
Or love.
Until the day she enters my existence.
A female human.
Mortal. Unshakable. Unafraid.
With a spirit that refuses to bow, even to me.
She pleads: Spare me.
And I could.
But everything has its price, even death.
She shall live, under one condition.
In exchange for her life, I get her.
