SpiritNinja45 has donated our final story, which yeah <3 and thank all the writers and readers that joined us for Reaper of a Tale.

Let it be known that if multiple Death's are able to have the time off to not worry about anything going wrong in any way, they will party. No, it's not like those formal parties or even funerals. It's actually more like those kinds of parties you might hear about from frat houses to even wild house parties that could get the cops called out for.

One Death could be seen chugging massive amounts of alcohol, another was chugging coffee that was somehow stronger than even the humanly strongest brew. There were a few who were having an eating contest. Many were dancing, some groups could be seen playing a variety of different games, video, tabletop, and even card games!

Some of the Reapers were discussing how some people passed on in their worlds. There was stupid snd even gruesome ways being mentioned.

Two Reapers could be seen in the corner, both from the same Multiverse. Originally known as Harvest and Reaper there, they have changed their names to Thames and Shima respectively.

"Final D's getting more ideas from the others for how they're gonna kill people who escape their grasp?" Asked Thames as he sipped on some water, flavored of course, plain water gets gross when warm after all. "Yup!" Was the only reply, as Shima leaned onto him.

"I'm still surprised that Lycoris and Chrysan were the ones to practically shove us out the door to come here." It wasn't a secret that these two and the two just mentioned were a poly. And they had actually only wanted to make a blanket fort and cuddle. They were actually tired, and didn't want to go out. But mostly they came for the food, and are trying to silently get back enough willpower to head back home. Maybe just head to bed.

《Time Skip to when they reach their home.》

The two stood outside their home, a four story house with a very cottage style aesthetic. There was also two basements and an attic. In front there was a couple of flowerbeds that are full of both spider lilies and chrysanthemums, a couple of rocking loveseats on the front porch.

Shima reached one of those and just collapsed on it. Practically going limp on it, Thames moving next to him, too tired to even cuddle. They weren't aware as they drowsed when their partners picked them up and moved them to a blanket fort they made after sending them out to the party.

Chrysan had also cooked their favorite foods, while Lycoris made their drinks. So when the two embodiments of death came to they came to they found themselves in a comfy nest made of blankets and pillows, their loves cuddling them.