“You can see her?”

“What do you mean? You can see her, too? I thought I was the only one!”

“My mother said that we had a special gift.”

“Yes. A gift. A gift to see things that others can’t see.”

For normal people, they viewed the world as... well, a world. It was their world. But for people like us, we see things differently. We know there is something beyond the world of the living, even more sinister than the humans themselves. We are separated by a barrier. One for the mortals and one for the inhumans. Although the barrier could keep most of them at bay, it couldn’t hold back the stronger ones. 

And this is where we came into the picture. 

We are spirit/ghost detectives. Alright, that’s what we called to ourselves. We are responsible in bringing the ‘inhumans’ to the Other Side, while making sure that the humans are safe. Of course, we do not discriminate. If the humans were in the wrong, then, they would be handled by the law, but if the inhumans were in the wrong, they had to be forcefully pushed back to the Other Side. 

For us, there is no such thing as ‘justice’. We just believed in the cycle of karma. 

You know, what goes around, comes around. 

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