The Reaper has a minion!

Shinigami the Doom Bug

The Reaper
Legacy Name: The Reaper

The Bloodred Endeavor
Owner: Ava

Age: 15 years, 3 months, 1 week

Born: March 27th, 2007

Adopted: 15 years, 3 months, 1 week ago (Legacy)

Adopted: March 27th, 2007 (Legacy)


  • Level: 205
  • Strength: 512
  • Defense: 510
  • Speed: 510
  • Health: 512
  • HP: 504/512
  • Intelligence: 292
  • Books Read: 264
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Certified Mad Scientist


You think you understand the universe, but you know nothing, mortal.
You have no concept of the complex systems behind life in the universe as you know it.
Everything in the natural universe has its own rhythm. Everything runs in a cycle, and everything has its time. A time to be born, a time to die. Such is the natural order of things.
We, the Reapers, are charged with maintaining that order. It is we who must come to collect that which is ending, and make sure everything continues to flow smoothly.
We cannot be denied, no, we WILL not be denied. We keep the flow of time, the cycle of life and death so important to the universe.
But you are such a stubborn lot sometimes. So selfish, self-important, clinging so desperately to the last of your finite moments on this earth.
'But I'm not done', you say, 'I haven't fulfilled my purpose yet,' you insist, 'I need more time...' you plead.
But there is no more time.
Not for you, for the universe has decreed your life is over.
Yet still you resist.
We try to reason, to cajole, to lure.
Many times we can convince you to come without too much of a struggle.
But every so often, one of you digs in your heels and steadfastly refuses to go quietly.
It is then that the form you've come to know so well, the hooded figure in the flowing robes, their face hidden, but that scythe glinting wickedly in the darkness, that disappears, and something far more sinister takes its place.
Our true form is revealed, and that fearsome creature simply tears your soul from your body and sends the shreds of it into the ether. A punishment of sorts, for refusing to follow the natural order of the universe.
So take care, mortal.
When your time comes, and you feel that overwhelming sense of dread at the sound of our knock on your door, just come quietly.
Don't fight the Reaper.

Story by Ava
Pet page designed by HPY
images= winged reaper and smoldering dragon images found on pinterest, combined by Ava
fonts by
coding contributions by Sorcerer

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