The Demon’s Bride

Hallow for the first time find his talent other than reaping humans soul which was acting from what he felt or assumed to be his performance was perfect in front of the human girl. She must have taken by his act which in actuality she did.

"Could the smell of death disappear just like that?" asked Elise. She wasn't a grim reaper so she didn't know much about the smell of death but for it to disappear for a split of second seemed too good to be true.

Hallow nodded, "Some times, you see there are times when people had their fates drawn and suddenly retracted. Don't you ever see someone back to live? It's just something like what humans called as miracles." though in all honesty that was nothing but empty lies.

Elise who just had her heart sank down in cold water of worries and anxiousness felt bright from the news. She then heard, "That's great isn't it?" it was Ian who had said that seeming to be uncaring of his own happy news that had Elise wondered.

"Master Ian, aren't you scared of dying?" came the question that had Ian looked at her with all his attention focus.

"Was death something anyone should be scared of?" Was it not? Asked Elise in her mind.

"Do you not want me to die, Elise?" when he called her name, Elise shuddered. Not only his words but his gaze made her felt as if someone had electrocuted her. She felt daunted whether it was because of his question regarding death or the look on his eyes that he had was both hollow and emotionless but perhaps it was both.

"Yes. I don't want you to die Master Ian or you to be harmed." she confessed, a tear find its way up to her eyes as she felt emotional with the questions. When Hallow claimed the smell of death lingered around Ian, she was ill at ease, her heart was beyond worry even worse than the time she was almost catch by the large monstrous spider. But then there was the lack of emotion he gave when he faced his own death.

"Then I will not die for you." he whispered every of his words were an enigma to her ears.

Hallow who can't bear with the talk jumped down from the table, attaining all attention from the two. He marched with his small feet when Ian asked, "Where do you think you are going?"

Hallow snapped his eyes, "What else do you think I am going to do?! I'm going to hunt down all those book and burnt them! Human studying grim reaper is impious!"

"Good, go and be eaten by the death angels chick, see whether you can step in the gate ever again."

"I'm not a chick! I'm Hallow the eleventh strongest reaper in the realm of the dead and the head of the eight grim!" he exclaimed with his steps halted. He then walked behind and flapped his wings around to trotted back toward the table.

"What about the book?" Ian asked, teasing the chick.

"Who cares about book like that! I'm being hunted by death angels anyway for all they care they should be hunting the book and not me!"

"Well it's good that you two are here now." replied Ian folding his hand above his chest. "Puppy, from now on this chick will be living here too. We have talked earlier so you don't have to worry about him eating other's soul because he wouldn't be able to reap souls unless and until their time is near. Just in case, I put a seal on him." a taunt rang at the end of his words, which made Hallow to take a step back.

"Well if I did that, the death angels could smell my mistake more." he huffed. "Also! Don't think I'm such a grim who would take souls just because I'm hungry! I'm not a rogue grim reaper! But well, now I am it seems."

"It is nice to meet you, Hallow." Elise greeted her hand reaching forward to the grim but then she noticed he had no hands.

"What? What are you doing greeting me?" Hallow looked at her confused. Despite his words he didn't seemed to be displeased which made Elise to smile.

"He will be giving information regarding the ghost which you see in the forest. The souls corruptions." this gathered Elise's attention.

"What happened to the ghost boy, is it called as soul's corruptions?"

"Yeah. This happens often when a soul touches black magics." it was Hallow who had said the words, his beak open up and down. "When a person dies there are cases they turn to ghosts and the ghosts are divided into two evil spirits and good ones. The good ones all have pure souls but when it come in contact with black magic, it trigger a corruption to their souls."

"How they would be able to come in contact with black magics?" she asked, finding it odd.

"Dark sorcerers," named Hallow. As a grim reaper he knew well the rascals who had been wracking havoc to kill lives all around the lands. But when Elise heard this she found it odd.

"Would that mean that the dark sorcerers are able to see ghosts?"

Seeing the confusion on Elise's face, he revealed to her, "They wouldn't be able to. Only a few special people are able to see ghosts. The dark sorcerers abled themselves to use black magic doesn't mean they would be able to see ghosts or souls."

"Right." the chick commented. "When a land is splashed by black magics they will be stain left, imagine like an ink that couldn't be erased and when a soul come in contact it triggered their corruption."

"That would mean the Clin village was affected with black magic." said Elise where her eyes sought to see Ian humming quietly with his lips barely open. "The confusion that happened between the villagers under that three days which made them hard to know their family disappeared do you think it is possible because the dark sorcerers used a spell using black magic, Master Ian?"