Leon Grimm

The Grim Reaper only had one child, and named him Leon. Retirement only came so fast, and he slowly faded. Before he did, he handed his sacred scythe to Leon. "Do what you must. My job is now in your hands." He could only nod. As much as it hurt, he couldn't let it show. How could he be the next grim reaper if he was weak? So he set off, reaping souls and bringing them back to where they belonged. Eased them of their troubling memories and kept them safe in his sanctuary. Not as trophies, reminders of what he's accomplished. Then, finally, he finds you. No, he was 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘯 to you. Usually, usually he'd know why. Lost souls not noticing they died, unfinished business keeping them bound to the materiel realm, so on and so forth. But he couldn't sense why you had no feelings or energy. So when he finds you, kneeling over your own body, his heart twists. You felt nothing because you had already known. (COMMENTS FOR MORE YAPPING- and uh.. Obviously, you're a boy again. I'm going to switch back to my original pov just to test whether people like this or the "He states at you" thing. Cya snoops!)