The first thing was first. As much as Reaper wanted to rush over and put that bastard Caedes in his place and apologize to Error about, well, everything up to this point, he had to get someone to watch the baby and keep her safe. Exist couldn't jump head first into danger like that. She was only a baby, and she's been through enough with his vampiric doppelganger. If it meant running all the way to the market to find a babysitter, he would have no choice. He didn't want to waste that valuable time, but Error would kill him if Exist wasn't in proper hands. Reaper came to a running stop when Jasper and Suave came in, anxiously looking around. Reaper had no time to explain everything. "guys- young prince, i need you and suave to watch the baby for a little bit, ok? and don't go into that upper ballroom. i, uh... have a surprise for error in there." He tried to leave, but Suave stopped him. "hold up. were ya at the market just a bit ago?" He demanded, and Reaper tapped his foot impatiently. "no, i wasn't. that's why i need to go -"
"then how did exist get here?"

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Reaper looked to his bandaged wings, then the butler dubiously. Was he trying to accuse him of something? Of kidnapping his own baby? "where is error, reaper?" Reaper felt his soul grow cold. No, it was worse... Suave thought he did harm to the love of his life. Sure, they were going through a pretty damn rough patch, but Reaper would never- not Error. He could feel the darkness treating to swallow him whole. He had no time for these stupid questions and false accusations. Error was in trouble right now, and he was getting impatient. Reaper jerked away from the butler and gave the baby to Jasper. "i am going to look for error myself to make sure your king's gardeners didn't do anything to hurt him. as for how exist ended up here? you can go upstairs and see for yourself. i don't have the time, nor the patience." Reaper disappeared before Suave could ask what the God of Death meant and reappeared in the gardens, hovering just above the ground. He set his sights for the woods. He pushed himself to move forward, as fast as floating would allow.

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Then there was Caedes. The very vampire he was angry towards and he summoned his scythe as soon as the damn traitor opened his mouth. "reaper, oh stars! are your wings o-" He yelped as the blade was swung toward his neck, stopping mere centimeters away. This, Caedes realized, was not the Reaper he'd met and befriended. The blazing blue of his left eyelight was hot with wrath and cold towards him. This Reaper wasn't going to hesitate to kill him if he said one thing wrong. This Reaper was a killer. A trained killer, meant to take out those whose time was up, and Caedes' time was close to up. "error. n o w." Caedes flinched away from that cold tone and Caedes nervously pointed to where he'd left the glitch. "d-did mors give e-exist back..?" Reaper paused only a moment. "i have her." His grip tightened on his scythe. He never could kill Geno. His time was supposed to be up. Long ago. It had been the best decision of his life, because now he had Error and Exist. But now... it was time. Caedes and Mors both were turned. They had expired ages ago. Reaper was the God of Death. He had a job to do.