chapter 1 The Beginning   The light clink of metal against porcelain is the only thing that he hears as he stirs the hot liquid intently. “Drink this” he offers the stranger across the small table “What if I don't - the voice wavering slightly in between infrequent breathes - the stranger clearly the void of fear “I supposed you'll come to regret it”- he speaks in a heavy and monotonous tone “Will I remember anything at all of my past life.” The stranger clutches the drink in their trembling hands His bleak and barren eyes follow the distressed features contort uncomfortably. And that's when he hears it. The cry. It wasn't the first , his heard them cry before, far too many times to count. Their helpless begging had fallen onto the deaf ears. After all he wouldn't be a reaper if he was so compliant to weakness , now.No , not all. I should hope so anyway.” he watches the stranger swallow the hot liquid he hears it again , it peaks his interset this time. It's a non-digetic sound but it's fairly evident that it's a young feminine voice; and she's pleading ,begging for her life with a hoarse voice. It shakes him slightly ,even after all these years it still rumbles the walls of his soul to hear another person who couldn't save. It bleeds the salts of his soul just hearing her, another one whimpering. His fingers claw at his trousers fabric , as he struggles to keep himself intact in that moment in the eyes of the stranger before him. He had gone against the