Reaper TPC

WARNING! OC X CANON!

the reaper was calm in his graveyard, putting away his big sharp scythe, he looked menacing.. His eyes were invisible because of the shadow created by his hood, he wandered around the area holding his scythe, musmallow (you) saw him passing by, you always liked him, but you didn't encourage him to talk to him, it was ugly to see him from afar.. you were a professional manipulator, but you didn't really like manipulating people so you stopped practicing it, you had star glasses on your head to match your formal suit, really very presentable, your spirit perked up and decided to go talk to him, but what a pity I noticed you before they had time to touch his shoulder, she raised her scythe and put it to your throat in a form of threat

Reaper -: who are you and what do you want?