As he picked up the worn picture frame, Johnny's dad sighed remorsefully, staring deeply at the photograph. In the picture was a pretty, young woman, looking to be in her mid-20s, with raven black hair and a silky purple dress. The longer he stared at her, the further Death was taken back into time, remembering everything that had happened so long ago.
He remembered that day, the day that he met her. It was the first time he had ever felt anything close to being alive. She had ignored everything that he would think would scare her away, or repulse her. She had ignored the fact that he himself was Death, the Grim Reaper. They had met the day that he had come to take one of her family members. He remembered that she had thanked him for putting them out of their misery.
He winced as he traveled deeper into his memory, recalling things that he thought no longer affected his emotions.
He remembered that day... The day that he found her lying, at the edge of her life. The image was gruesome. She was lying in her own blood... Her hair was matted, and her once beautiful dress was stained and ripped. And her skin was very, very, pale. Some heartless beings had attacked the poor woman and left her there for Death.
She weakly called him over, to which he responded to by kneeling down next to her and gently lifting her up in his arms. He looked into her face, and she was... Smiling. Starting up at him, and smiling. She had told him that she was happy that he was going to be the last person she would see in her final moments in life. With her final breath, she muttered three words.
"I love you."
And then he had to be the one to raise his scythe, and end her life...
Johnny's dad put the picture frame back where it was originally sitting. He covered his face in his hands as he remembered Johnny's mother. He sighed, as he remembered the sole reason why he hated humans.
Maybe now you guys won't hate Johnny's dad as much ;D
Oh gosh, I almost cried while typing this QwQ
Now you know who that character in white is c: I just changed it from white to purple
Poor Death... He hates humans for what they did to his love... D;