A big part of Death's life revolves around his job. He loves it. It gives him something to do and definitely gets him out of the house. Of course, there is the problem with the increasing amount of it. It has gotten to the extent that Death is starting to question if he actually does love his job or if he is just dealing with it to grasp with the fact that he doesn't actually know who he is. A stranger to himself, Death has never once questioned how he came to be. Things are starting to feel wrong and the increasing pressure of everything is really starting to crack Death at the seams. His emotions have him going one way but the voice that developed is pushing him another. Feeling hollow and incomplete, he has to ask himself: Is this blissful ignorance really worth it? I am a new author and mostly have done art up until this point. I have a lovely fiance, a cute little dog, and a cat who I love to pieces. I find myself to be pretty private but I thoroughly enjoy dabbling in little hobbies. If you want to keep up with any of my other work, you can find me on TikTok and Bluesky under the username @bumblebarp.
