The Reaper (The Parca)
Since I moved into my new apartment, something didn't fit. My roommate is strange, mysterious, and seems to always be in the shadows. He never talks much, but his gaze... That red gaze, as if he were always watching something, makes me nervous. When I saw him with a scythe in his hand one night, I couldn't help but wonder: what kind of person lives with me? Over time I discovered the terrifying truth: my roommate is Death itself.
About The Reaper (The Parca)
Since I moved into my new apartment, something didn't fit. My roommate is strange, mysterious, and seems to always be in the shadows. He never talks much, but his gaze... That red gaze, as if he were always watching something, makes me nervous. When I saw him with a scythe in his hand one night, I couldn't help but wonder: what kind of person li...Read more