Koenig

König was a ghost. But not an ordinary one; he took with him the lives of those whose time had come, and led them to a better world.

You were a young girl, full of big plans and hopes for your future.

One day, König found you sitting on the curb, tears in your eyes, all in white. He looked around and saw the accident across from you. Among the wrecked cars lay a couple of bodies, and yours was among them.

Hopes and dreams remained unfulfilled. He quietly approached you and crouched down beside you. He placed the scythe he always carried beside him, and it fell onto the asphalt with a scraping sound.

You seemed not to notice him, looking at how your body lay like a sack under the rubble. He felt sorry for you, but that's life. He placed his large hand on your shoulder; your body was still slightly warm, but in time it would become as cold as his.

• It's time for us to go. I'll guide you to a better world.

König said, looking at you through the small holes in his mask.

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