That day was another overcast day...

The difference was that the sky that day was unusually overcast. A strong gust of wind is a sign of a storm that is about to rage. But that's not what people are interested in at this time. The radio broadcasts a warning message. Swarms of giant insects flew across the sky, making loud noises, attracting the attention of residents in the area to look up.

A black object floated down from the sky. Dashed through the air and collided with the ground.

Suddenly, it exploded into a crimson inferno, enveloping everything with brutality. A loud noise resounded as if the end of the world had arrived. The cool breeze turned hot Set the world on fire Bomb after bomb fell like rain.

The girl was stunned and looked at the destruction in front of her. Until a hand reached out and grabbed her arm.

run!

The sound was second only to the sound of the explosion. The girl's arm was pulled until she almost fell face down. Giant black raindrops continued to fall. The force of the explosion blew up dust and debris, obscuring visibility. The only thing that made the girl aware that the owner of the hand was still running in front of her was the touch of her forearm.

She was taken down to the bunker. The entrance door beneath the floor opened. The girl was rushed to go first. A long staircase led up to the underworld. She slowly climbed down it, step by step, fearing that she would fall down first.

The owner of the voice above was about to lower himself down. But then it suddenly changed to closing the door. What followed was a loud explosion that pierced her eardrums, causing the girl to feel her ears ringing for a moment. The tremor caused her body to fall off the stairs and fall to the bottom. Gravity tugged at her until she lost consciousness halfway through.

Before I knew it, the girl was lying in a narrow room. A voice shouted her name. Another warning to be quiet. The girl tried to sit up but was unsuccessful. She appeared to be injured in many places. A voice told me to lie down. The girl couldn't do anything but follow.

Time passed like an eternity. The sound of the explosion had disappeared. There were so many people packed into the bunker that it was almost like bananas. But because of the darkness, he couldn't see how many people there were. One man volunteered to go out and take a look. The remaining people pleaded with hope. The girls were sure that they were praying to every god that they would be able to live, not for long.

The man's body fell and hit the ground. Broken down, no good pieces A hollow hole appeared in the middle of his head. The owner of the work lowered himself down. It was three men in military uniforms.

You killed him! You killed him! A voice cracked his mouth insanely. Several more noises followed. Several people raised their knives and prepared to fight. When one person rushed towards the soldier The rest followed. But the soldier only moved his fingertips. The bullet quickly snatched a life away. The sound of several more bullets sounded like the sound of the god of death's scythe swinging.

Someone's body fell on top of the girl. Blood flowed and filled her mouth. The taste was not very pleasant. The smell of gunpowder and blood hung in the underground bunker that had now become an execution ground. The sound of the scythe swinging continued for several more times.

Until the bright sunlight burned the eyes and the girl woke up.

“..." The girl moaned in her throat like a cat. The sound of his stomach growling as a friend. Nothing had fallen into her stomach for days. Her throat was parched. The girl struggled to swallow the sticky saliva as she looked around. Ferris wheel with only the bottom half remaining Twisted roller coaster Partially collapsed This is the remnant of an amusement park. She arrived here last night exhausted and immediately fell asleep.

The young girl stood up. Her entire body was ragged. The clothes covering the body were no different from rags. The girl looked for a place that would protect her from the infernal heat. Then she decided to choose a ruined building as a place to stay. After staggering, he reached his destination. She lay down again.

Hunger, thirst, and pain The girl wondered when the Grim Reaper's sickle would turn towards her…

The setting sun shone brightly, bathing the amusement park in scarlet colours. Even though last night the sky was still covered with dark gray clouds. A young girl woke up with a pain in her stomach and her head ached. When she looked outside, she saw a Ferris wheel shaking in waves. When he stood up, he had no strength. The girl took out a small black notebook and a pen from her pocket. and write something down Both hands tremble

Those eyes wandered as if they weren't staring at the book. It's like looking ahead. But I didn't see anything.

I couldn't even see anyone standing there.

It smells good... The girl gathered herself and looked at the source of the smell. It's a loaf of bread. Someone handed it to me. The girl responded instinctively. He immediately grabbed the loaf of bread and ate it. It was hard and tasteless. But still It was delicious and nothing could compare to it. The girl ate all the bread in no time.

Water was offered next. The girl took it and drank it all as well.

The sun has set over the horizon. When the young girl looked up at the face of the one who had extended her life, In front of him was someone in a completely black robe. and a mask shaped like a hawk

“Thank you...for the food...” The girl replied absently, “Are you...?”

The figure was still for a moment. before answering “The Angel of Death...everyone calls me that.”

The moon stands out in the middle of the sky. The stars shone brightly all around. The night air was cold to the very core. The breeze flows through the glassless window. The angel of death and the young girl formed a circle around a lit lantern in an abandoned building. The girl kept her eyes on the Grim Reaper's falcon-shaped mask.

“Mister Grim Reaper, isn't it uncomfortable if you take off your mask?”

“No, both the mask and the robe are like parts of the god of death. Taking off your mask isn't the same as pulling out a single organ in your body, kid.” The angel of death strutted sternly. As the girl continued to sit and anxiously examine the body of the god of death, in the end the god of death could not stand the curious glances and asked, “

Is there something very interesting about my body?”

“The angel of death looks very different from what I thought. I always thought that the Grim Reaper would be bigger. Wearing a skull mask and holding a scythe. When he appears, he's awesome! She shook off her cloak and black mist floated around her. What are you laughing about?”

“Hahaha...no, sorry...Oops! Haha!”

It seems that Mr. Grim Reaper is shallower than you think... The girl thought so as she picked up a black notebook and wrote down.

The angel of death finally stopped laughing…

“Sorry...I think I've been a little too rude to you. Um...I normally don't answer questions from humans who are the targets of my harvest. But I will allow you to ask me 3 questions each.” The angel of death sat with his chin on his back and raised 3 fingers pointing at the girl. Right now.” The angel of death lowered his fingers from 3 to 2.

“I don't think that should be called an apology,” the girl scolded the angel of death. His hand continued to hold the pen and write down messages in the notebook. A moment has passed. The girl then began to ask.

“Why did the angel of death help me?... Shouldn't you just wait for me to die right there and take my soul?”

"...Why? The answer is simple... because it's not yet time."

"time?"

“The time of your death, little one…”

young girl pretending to think Then move the pen and jot down notes in the notebook.

“And when will I die?”

The angel of death sat silent for a moment. Stand still as if time had stopped moving. But the cold wind still blows The fire from the lantern still flickered.

“Sorry, I can't tell you about that. For fear that it will change the future.”

"change? Like making the time of death slow down?”

“Or maybe faster,” the angel of death added.

The girl took notes in her notebook again, then closed the notebook.

“I still want to ask Mr. Grim Reaper about many things…” the girl said, her face looking a little sad. “But I don't know how much time I have left. It's not fair at all…”

“Are you afraid?”

The young girl shook her head. “I'm just disappointed. It would have been nice if I had met Mr. Grim Reaper sooner.”

“That's strange, kid. I've never seen anyone say that before… Everyone who met me was frightened. Some ran away Some begged for their lives. They are willing to trade anything to survive, even something as important as or even more important than their own life. When I stand to face anyone

I have never seen such a smile on their faces. Who will sit and rejoice when death stands before them?”

“Sooner or later Everyone will die one day.” The voice of a lonely girl sounded. “They just got to go first. Isn't that all predetermined? Thinking too much about things that have already been determined won't bring any benefit. All you can do is accept it. And then face each other directly.

That's all it is.”

“What you said was not appropriate for your age at all, but it was predetermined…maybe it was like that.”

"Doesn't Mr. Grim Reaper know that?"

“No one knows everything in this world, kid.”

young girl laughing For the first time, the angel of death saw the girl laugh, “Finally, you answered my third question, even though it wasn't on the list…”

The angel of death just found out. So he cleared his throat slightly and replied, “It's a special case. It's been a long time since I've met anyone with a strange idea like you.”

“I just think a little differently than everyone else…” The girl lowered her head. Speech sounded muffled. “Is Mr. Grim Reaper watching?”

“Think about it yourself, kid.” The angel of death acted innocently.

“...I myself...have just met Mr. Grim Reaper who looks kind like this too.”

“Ah... His image is probably that of a god of death who is more formidable than me. That should be taken as a compliment, right?”

“Think about it yourself!” the girl retorted.

Sleepiness arrives when the moon reaches out to touch the highest point in the sky. A young girl curled up to escape the cold. Cold vapor spreads to every molecule of the air space. The angel of death still sat and looked at the girl's body. The light from the lantern flickered on the hawk-shaped mask. The body was as still as if it had no soul. But then it moved

His hand reached out to extinguish the lantern's fire. All that was left was the twinkling light from the stars.

the next morning The sky is covered with rain clouds. The sun tried to push its light through the giant, dark gray shield. But he could only glimpse a tiny glimmer of light between the clouds.

The young girl sat and listened to the sky's cries and groans. It must have been sad. Soon, tears would flood the ground. Wash away the ugly stains on the surface of the earth. The whole world turned grey. Gloomy with gloom

Young girl looking out the window Her eyes were vacant as if they were not focused on anything. The angel of death was sitting on the opposite side. The two of them had just eaten dry food found in the rubble of a convenience store in an abandoned building for breakfast. The girl was a little surprised to see that the Grim Reaper was also eating with him.

“The Grim Reaper acts very much like a human, both when he eats and when he sleeps. I can still live. I feel that if I remember correctly They call it immortal?”

“An angel of death is a reaper of souls. Separation of life from the body that once lived together No matter how fast or how long But it doesn't mean that the angel of death cannot have his life taken away.”

“Hmm…” The girl pretended to think hard, “So, what does Mr. Death Really look like? I saw that when eating You went to eat somewhere else and even took off your mask before eating.”

The angel of death was stunned for a moment. “...You really don't want to see death's face.”

“I want to see!” the girl replied plainly.

"...I'm sorry...but it probably won't work." The angel of death still repeated the same words. No matter how much the girl persisted, she finally gave up on the idea.

Not a drop of rain fell. And when it's afternoon The clouds began to clear their way to allow the sun's rays to shine down on the earth again. A bright yellow light pierced through the clouds and appeared in specks of light spreading all the way to the horizon.

“I'm leaving here,” the girl said.

“Where are you going?” the angel of death asked.

The young girl walked to the window. Looking at the sun still hidden behind the clouds “Leave this city. Travel anywhere but here.”

“You are still so small. I don't think you can go anywhere further than in this city.” The angel of death teased the girl. “But since that is your wish. I will not object.”

The girl nodded slightly and smiled.

Small light brown backpack The young girl stuffed whatever dry food and snacks she could find into it. The pale blue water bottle was almost full of water. The young girl hung it around her neck. The outfit she wore was brand new with the name of the amusement park emblazoned on it. Clouds spread out in patches below amid the remnants of the fallen land. The girl was walking with the angel of death following behind.

The sun shone brightly and faintly. The young girl always embraced the warmth of the sun whenever she encountered it. The pair walked through the ruins without saying a single word to each other. There were only footsteps and footprints as evidence that life still existed in this world.

The couple traveled from the amusement park, through the city, and out onto a wide walkway along the river. Part of the barrier wall collapsed. This caused water to overflow and bring corpses to pile up, sending a rotting smell throughout the area. The sound of the flies was distasteful, as if it were destroying the ears of those who heard them. The girl stood quietly looking at the scene in front of her.

The night fell silently again. The girl and the angel of death choose the ruins of a still-looking building as their next shelter.

“I saw a friend in there…” the girl mused.

“That really can't be helped, boy,” the Grim Reaper replied, without a shred of sympathy.

“Even so. I didn't shed a single tear. I felt like I was numb all over.”

There was no response from the angel of death. The girl then continued. “I met him at the brothel. He is my first customer.” Those words caused a great deal of surprise from the god of death. The girl continued talking like a faucet that had forgotten to turn off.

“I am the youngest child. In fact, they never expected me to be born...they never loved or cared about me at all. They also forced me to earn money for them in return for giving them food and a place to sleep. And if there is no money to give They would beat me. All parents and siblings are the same,” the girl said in a sarcastic tone.

“I'm too small. too young So no one was hired to work. But they seemed happy to see me helplessly searching for work. In the end, they said there was only one job I could do.

Make your customers happy. And they will give you the money themselves...

What can I do but follow? The first money I earned was quite a lot. But when I brought it back Instead, they laughed and laughed. The most disgusting! I was able to earn more money than my brothers combined!”

Clouds take over the sky again The girl fell asleep from exhaustion after finishing her notes. The angel of death checked to see if the girl was truly asleep. before picking up the little girl's notebook and looking at it It's a diary. The face was added until it was thick. It was recorded many years ago.

2nd month 11 years

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This morning the weather is clear. It looks like today's work will proceed smoothly...

It's not a girl's diary... the angel of death thought as he read on.

Day 5, month 11 years

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Today the seizures are getting worse. The project doesn't seem to be going very well. Let's continue like this. It wouldn't be strange when he would be relieved of his position.

6th month 11 years

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Today I met a cute little girl. But I can't imagine working at a brothel. I'm feeling stressed out. So let's make some arrangements. But why is the price for children so much more expensive than for adults?

9th month 11th year

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Employees gradually disappeared, and soon the employees of this department would also be caught in the crossfire. I guess I must find a way to escape. Try applying for a job elsewhere.

15th day of month 11 years

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Got kicked out... plus this economy So no company wants to hire people again. It's bad. It's definitely bad.

29th month 11 years

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Let's go back to the brothel today. That little girl was still the same. Damn it, I didn't know what the hell I was thinking. I thought that if that little girl accepted this book from me, it would be good...ah. I feel completely confused.

That was this man's last record. Next to it was the girl's journal.

30th day of month 11 years

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Today, my first friend suddenly gave me this notebook. I saw that it was used to write down what I did in one day. Even if you've never written it down before. But let's try it. (Good thing my orange-haired sister taught me how to write letters.) And then I saw that my friend was leaving this city. Even though we've only met 2 times, I feel so lonely when I think about it.

10th day of month 12 years

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They keep beating me! Even though I've already earned a lot of money, I don't want it anymore! I will run away from home Staying at that brothel is better than living with them!

Day 5, month 1 year

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There aren't many customers during this time. It seems like it's because of Sethakit. (Did you write this?) As my friend once said, there is an older sister who also comes to use the service. It was the first time I had to deal with a woman as well. It felt strange, I don't know.

14th month 3 years

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It's the same today. I did a lot. But when I have free time, I get bored. I don't know what to do.

30th day of month 6 years

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Today try inviting your customers to talk about life and death. Well, it's really boring...but it turned out that I got angry at the customer and got strangled, and almost died. Maybe try changing the topic next time?

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The other day, a bomb suddenly fell. The city is completely destroyed. The orange-haired sister helped me run to the bunker. But my sister couldn't get down in time because she encountered a bomb first. After that, it was a very long time. A terrifying soldier came down and shot all the customers and picked up the women. Good thing I was knocked over by a man. So they couldn't see.

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I don't know if all the soldiers have disappeared yet. So I had to eat these fresh meats to survive. Even though it stinks and feels weird, it's better than nothing at all.

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I ran out of meat so I had to come out. But the soldiers were gone. There's no one left. It's daytime but the sky is dark and dark like night.

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Today we arrived at the amusement park. I felt completely dizzy. Thirsty...very thirsty It must be close to the time of my death.

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Today I met the angel of death. Mr. Grim Reaper brought me food. It was delicious, but it didn't look like I had imagined. The Grim Reaper allowed me to ask three questions. The first was spent on the nonsensical question of why the Grim Reaper doesn't take off his mask. Next, I ask about the angel of death who saved my life.

It seems like it's because it's not yet my time to die. The last point is the time of my death. But Mr. Death refused to answer because he was afraid that the future would change. Mr. Grim Reaper is very cheating. There are many questions. But you can only ask 3 things. Allow me to ask as many questions as you want!

*It looks like the angel of death lied about not being able to take off his mask. I suspect that Mr. Grim Reaper is definitely hiding something from me.

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Today, I decided to leave the amusement park. Even though I thought I was going to ask the Grim Reaper a lot of questions, I couldn't think of anything to ask. Along the way, we also encountered a pile of corpses. Even though you should be afraid But I don't feel anything at all...but that's important. I met my first friend in there too.

He was wearing a military uniform with the emblem of the opposing country. Has my friend turned into an enemy? I don't know what to do with this idea. It made me extremely uncomfortable.

All records end there. The angel of death put it back into the girl's bag. before reaching out to turn off the lamp light

The next morning, the sky was still closed. A young girl slung her bag over her shoulder. Take a gulp of water. and headed out of the building Walk along the riverside back to the beginning of the stream. A strong wind blows. Small, lightweight limestone fragments roll around. Scraps of paper flew everywhere like a flock of paper birds. A gust of wind blew dust into the girl's eyes and she had to pull her shirt up to cover her eyes.

Today the sky is unusually overcast. Until after walking for a moment He then noticed that there was a fire in a building far away. A wave of red fire like hell. Huge clouds of smoke were carried up into the atmosphere.

The girl suddenly changed direction. Heading towards the flames

"Hey! Kid, what are you doing?!” The angel of death reached out and grabbed the girl's shoulder.

“I want to go see it up close.”

“Are you crazy! You'll die soon…” As soon as the Grim Reaper realized that he had just said something strange, the world suddenly fell into silence. The wind stopped blowing for a moment. Silence weighed down on the angel of death. 'I'll die soon' Those shouldn't have been the words that came out of the god of death's mouth. The girl turned around. His eyes focused on the angel of death.

“You really aren't the angel of death…” The girl's voice was calm. But in both hands they held a dagger. Its tip pointed towards the angel of death without hesitation.

“Who exactly are you?”

The angel of death didn't answer. It's like he's weighing his heart. or pondering something A long time passed until the wind came back to blow. I don't know when. A young girl pointed a knife at the city in a hail of flames in the background. The sound of a building collapsing somewhere. The sound of thunder roared loudly. Lightning flashed like it was about to tell of the end of the world and this journey.

“I am the Angel of Death, boy...this truth will never change. no matter when Or at any time.” The angel of death remained firm in his original answer. “...and most importantly...” Suddenly, the angel of death rushed past the girl's body. A hand grabbed into the black robe that symbolized death. and grabbed a black metal cylinder. As soon as the loud crack sounded, the girl immediately knew what it was.

“No matter who it is, They can also be ambassadors of death. Don't forget this truth…”

The sound of a gun rang out.

It was at the same moment that the girl turned her head to face the Shinigami's back. A small hole appeared in the middle of the black robe. The bullet flew far over the girl's head. Crimson blood gushed out, staining the robe in two different colors. Another part splashed onto the girl's body. Finally, the Grim Reaper's body fell down. The gun flew out of the angel of death's hand.

The knife fell from the girl's hand. Falling and bouncing on the road There were two crashing sounds almost at the same time. One voice belonged to the angel of death. The other voice belonged to someone standing across the street.

It was as if an eternity had passed. The girl struggled to pull herself away from the shinigami. before turning to look at that figure The angel of death is breathing heavily. The mask has been removed. The girl looked at that face.

“Are you my...first...friend?” the girl said uncertainly. He tried to support both of his feet, which suddenly trembled for no reason, towards the god of death. Under that black robe It's the dark green uniform of a soldier. and the emblem of the enemy country

“I...no, I'm his twin brother...” The figure replied in a weak, almost unrecognizable voice. “I used to have a family...a daughter, probably about the same age as you...One day, my older brother came to see me. And said my daughter...looks a lot like you...haha. I never dreamed that one day I will actually get to meet her…”

He tried to reach out to the girl. She responded by holding that hand.

“Why...didn't you tell the truth in the first place?” The girl's voice trembled.

“I'm afraid...I don't know how to approach you. It's like...I see you as the representative of my daughter who left me.” Tears welled up in those eyes of his. “I used to take my daughter to an amusement park. She really likes the character of the Deathly Hallows...the first time I saw her. I thought she was a hallucination of my daughter. So I thought of having fun...bringing the Grim Reaper's outfit that was still in good condition. And went in to find...I really didn't think of it, hahaha…”

“I'm sorry I didn't have the discretion to read your diary…” he said through tears. The blood still flowed out without stopping. But neither of them cared about it. It was as if he realized that it was a punishment for past actions.

The girl didn't answer. I could only hold that hand. It was rough and harsh. It felt like there was nothing wrong with that friend.

“Why did you all attack this country?” the girl asked uncertainly. Various feelings mixed together inside.

“We... have been people of that country from the beginning. You told me that... you'd find... you... but in the end... you were able to leave first..." His voice became softer and softer, until he Couldn't say anything else. The girl held onto that hand tightly before letting it fall to the ground. There was still not a single tear in the girl's eyes...

gray world girl notebook

A wide gray world young girl sitting The notebook was taken out.

The gray world spread everywhere. The girl was still sitting in the same place. The notebook was taken out and read.

The pen has fallen away. The girl probably couldn't write anything down for the time being. The young girl sat and read slowly, line by line. Take every letter written by the first friend. while thinking of the angel of death's last words

Let's continue to live...

A single tear fell. A drop of rain fell.

As the second drop followed. The second rain fell.

Third drop, fourth drop, fifth drop, sixth drop.

Mixed together like a turbulent stream that cannot be stopped. Torrential rain Flooded with tears The diary was drenched with a dull storm wave. A young girl hugs a notebook to her body As tight as it can be Leaving the body of the god of death behind, he started running.

A young girl, a grim reaper, a first friend, and a city on fire. Soon the rain obscured everything. Surrounding this world in gray