Special Chapter 1

Saint Archangel

In this world, there are many things you cannot explain. Things that only believers can know and understand. Things that a person who lives only in this world to die can not comprehend. Human life is short. That is the biggest difference between them and other creatures that quietly and secretly live with them. Creatures with a single duty: that is to keep the balance of the world. The world is shrouded in so much mystery. Mysteries that only a few people know about and will continue to know about.

While walking down the hallway of the school, now called Adelaide Academy, which when I last visited was a forest, a forest that creatures like me call paradise, that place is sacred, and unholy souls are not admitted. A paradise where I remember my siblings and I playing and happily visiting the world with Dad. But many things have happened as fast as the weather in this world is changing. I was punished for a sin I don't remember. Fallen angels like me and those punished have no memory of the thing that caused the punishment. Whatever it was, it looked like a big thing that made Dad angry.

I couldn't help but shrug off, not remembering the past as my feet continued to walk amidst so many students just penetrating me.

Wearing a hat, a black cloak, black shoes, and carrying a small black envelope, I turned towards the Dean's office. Today I have a soul to fetch as my duty. Whether it is something I want or not, I will not be able to escape.

By an unexpected coincidence, I was continuing to follow the person I was going to pick up when, by an unexpected coincidence, someone suddenly stopped in front of the person who was destined to die today. I totally didn't expect her to suddenly look directly at me. In the few years I have lived as a Grim Reaper, I have never once experienced looking directly into the eyes of any creature, whether living or dead. But today is different from normal days. A student suddenly appeared and looked at me. At first, I thought she was looking in the other direction, so I ignored it.

When I turned to her, she was a woman in her 20s. Compared to all the other students here, she was unique because she simply dressed, wearing a simple blouse and skinny jeans while carrying a book.

"Dean, please don't go to your office today." That's what he said after touching the person I was going to pick up. I couldn't help but be surprised. But eventually, I realised he could actually see me and he could read what was going to happen. That's when I smiled.

It looks like she's the Guardian of the Soul of these centuries. The Guardian of Souls appeared in the year 2000.

"Dean, please listen to me. Don't go to your office just for today. " That's when I gasped for breath. In fact, no matter what a person does to avoid their death, nothing will happen. He will not die today. He will also die the next day because that is the design of death. They would just give the death compiler a lot of work for what they were doing, and they would bother us, who still had to hunt for fifteen souls per day and ten at night. Let's say we don't sleep and rest, but don't they know that it takes a long time to make death notes and reports to be forwarded to the ministry of death? Tsk! Worthless human.

The woman insisted on restraining her Dean, and I watched until late. Later, the students gathered, and some were already laughing at the woman. I couldn't help but tilt my head in astonishment. If you think about it, she is not related to the dean. What does she care if he dies? But I was also the only one who answered my own question. Well, she is the Guardian of the Soul, after all. It was in her nature to care about humans who were dying. Something she could snatch and give.

"Stop it, Miss Ivanovich! You're not funny anymore. Let me call your parents tomorrow. " After that, the dean left, so I followed. That day, I had no idea that this woman would be a big part of my life. A woman who will change and unravel secrets I don't remember. That's the first time I saw her, or the second if I count the incident that happened years ago. However, that day, I actually didn't know that she was the child of Eve, my destined bride.

Our next meeting was when she died.

"Code red! Code red! Calling for Grim 10897456 to the Afterlife Inn " This was the announcement I heard when I came out of the haunted house after the Grim Reaper conference at the Ministry of Death that lasted for two days. This century's death ministry is a huge amusement park. Senior Grim says it fluctuates with each passing century. Yet, I have no idea if that is true or not. Well, I don't care either.

The code mentioned was mine, so I went straight to the ferris wheel, which is on the way to the afterlife inn. However, before I could board, Gavin teased me.

"Poor you, you're always the one who's overwhelmed with work. Maybe their favorite is the fallen angel? " When he said that, I immediately set fire to his hat.

Tsk! Very talkative.

"What the hell, Saint! I just bought that pandora hat you burned. You know, it's expensive! It's worth another month's salary! " When he said that, I burned his clothes again.

"If you don't keep quiet, I'll burn you myself." I said coldly before riding the ferris wheel. When the door closed, I dialed the number towards the afterlife inn, number 7. Then I waited for it to turn once before going down. In a flash, it took me to the entrance of the afterlife inn. I went straight to walking in there, although it was closed, and later the door opened, maybe because they expected me to come.

This inn is like a hotel for those who cross over to the afterlife. They will stay here for 40 days before crossing over to the afterlife. Here also, in this inn, remains the Death Compiler.

As I entered, a large staircase greeted me. But that is not my destination. Grim reapers like me can't step on it either. So I turned to the left wing of the inn. All the employees there bow whenever they see me. There I went straight to the big door, which was the office of the Death compiler.

When I opened it, I expected to be greeted by flying report papers. This is not new; it is always like this every time someone enters her office.

"What are humans thinking of ruining my list like this? Don't they know that by ruining their lives they are adding to my workload? " Seraphina, the Death Compiler, screamed angrily. Like me, she was also an angel who fell from heaven and was punished by her father. The only difference we may have is that she was in the world a long time before I fell into it. She really doesn't have a permanent look, but rather a face that changes every time I see her. Whatever her sin was, she was punished with such cruelty that no one knows. Not even she has no idea. It's just like no one knows what she really looks like.

"Good evening, Ms. Seraphina." I greet her. She nodded, a sign that she was letting me in. Today, she looks like she's in her 20s. A woman with a gentle face, wearing glasses, raises eyebrows. Seraphina was also wearing a black dress while standing at her table with piles of papers. There is also an old typewriter that she still uses even though it is old.

"Saint, here is my new mission to you." She uttered it after pulling a brown envelope from her drawer. I didn't say a word when I took it from her. Based on the color of the envelope, I knew the mission was about capturing lost souls.

"It says there the name of the person you need to reap as soon as possible. It's a special soul, so I gave it to you. " I just nodded before sitting on the sofa not far away. From there, I read the contents of the brown envelope.

Name: Mary Sean Ivanovich

Cause of death: Suicide

Punishment: REAP

"I hope it ends as quickly as possible." I just nodded in response before deciding to stand up. However, before I could get out of the door, the guardian of the river of Pishon, Gihon, Hiddekel, and Phirat entered. Sacred rivers lead to Eden, which is the gateway to the afterlife.

"Bad news Miss Seraphina, the guardian of the soul, has escaped and is currently possessed by another body." That's what Gabriel said. The thing that caused the Death Compiler to rage.

"What escaped? How did she escape? And why did she do that? I thought she wanted to die, so she committed suicide and broke my list! Now she has merged with the others? Humans are so demented! " In her anger, the whole room really shook, as if things would not last long from the very strong presence of the Death Compiler.

That incident brought me to this position. Using a different body, I went to Adelaide Hospital where Hailey Perelman was confined to the body that was interred by the Guardian of Soul. After the case was forwarded to the Death Ministry, the judges decided I was sent to track down the Guardian of Soul to be a living reaper. This is a risk because the Guardian of Souls has the ability to bring souls back to their bodies and revive them. Something that, if it occurs, will result in the loss of the world's balance. On the other hand, it is also good because it will make it easier for the minister to find lost souls. Souls will surely roam around the Guardian of Souls.

But all this will only happen if the guardian of the soul signs the agreement. If she does not, and the Guardian of Souls refuses, she will live forever. Something that would only cause a lot of disaster for the people around her.