This is what happened before my old fic "He's Gone" so, you should read that one after you read this as they are connected. It's about angsty death so dont read if you can't handle death. + I at descriptions so heres a no desc one shot about Namjin.  

A woman in her mid-40s clutched her arms tightly around the little baby who was asleep, her tears on the verge of falling. The woman cried out in pain as she tried to stretch her arms with the child in hand outside the shattered window, setting down the fragile body on the cold hard road. The sounds of sirens roared in her ears, her eyes gazed on the baby."You are not a monster, Eunbi. You're just a little bit different from the others."

Just a random drabble my fantasies created about a Jin and RapMon YouTube au. Bc obviously theyre gay for each other Enjoy it i guess? Once you Namjin, you can't Namjout Mind my grammar mistakes and whatnot since English is really not my first language. Oh and espescially those punctuations. *shivers* I NOW COMMENCE MY CRACK FIC STARTING.

Shinigami (死神, death god(s); Viz "Soul Reaper(s)") are guardians of the souls who are going through the circle of transmigration. In ancient times, they were known as Balancers (調整者 (バランサー), Baransā).