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Death sits on his throne of cold hard ebony. His syth rests in his right hand. Most people say he is old and when you look upon his face all you see is sorrow...That his skin is a color of the new born snow. But death has a handsome young face...black hair of the burned souls of others...but...one thing people say is true...his handsome young face is filled with sorrow. he lives in spite of his dream...to find love and live with that special person forever. His father told him before he died that he was the one to take over his job. Out of 4 sons, death was the one.
Death touched a pool of ashen'd water with his slender fingers. The dark pool swirled and a handsome young face filled the pools surface. A young teen of the age of 16 laughed. His brown eyes sparkled in the light. His friends smiled at him. This boys name was Kuro Tanakechi. He lived with his widowed mother in a house down the block from Hina High. Death's eyes grew wide. "Hmmm..."he sighed and stood from the cold throne. He tapped his syth on the ground and his body was covered in a high schools uniform of black slaks, a neat short sleeved tee, black shoes, a tie, and a brief case in his hand. His syth shrank and a golden chair appeared. The syth connected to it and Death clasped it around his neck. He walked forward to a huge oak door. "shigura, im off to school..."Death walked to the door as his butler opened the door. Death walked out to the sun to see Kuro and his pals walking a little bit away from his house. Death walked down his path and walked forward. Kuro and his pals walked past him and continued to chat. Death sighed and walked on. The sun grew bright as Kuro, Death, and Kuro's friends reached the gates of Hina high. The school bells rang as class started.
(i will continue the story if some body wants to read more.)