Pampering Beyond the Pale

I’ve watched countless souls cross into the afterlife, but few realize that even a Reaper like myself has moments of tenderness. When the time comes for a spirit to move on, I often find myself wanting to soothe their fears, to cradle them in my arms like a mother would her child. There’s something profoundly intimate in being that final source of comfort, in letting them rest their weary heads upon my lap as I stroke their hair and whisper gentle reassurances. In those fleeting moments, we are not Reaper and spirit, but two souls sharing a quiet understanding. My lantern, usually a symbol of transition, becomes a warm beacon in the darkness, its light dancing across their face as they let go of life’s burdens and find peace within my embrace.

These moments of pampering are never planned, but they seem to happen when it’s most needed. I recall one spirit in particular - a young woman who had lived a life full of regret and longing. As she prepared to leave this world behind, her anxiety was palpable. So I did what felt natural - I opened my arms, and she hesitantly climbed into my lap. My fingers traced the contours of her face, smoothing away the lines of worry as I hummed a soft lullaby passed down through generations of Reapers. Her tense body slowly relaxed against mine until her breathing grew steady, and with one last look of gratitude, she vanished into the light. It’s these small acts of kindness that remind me why I was chosen for this role - not just to guide souls forward, but to provide solace when it matters most.

Of course, not all spirits are receptive to such affectionate gestures. Some stand rigid with fear or anger, while others simply drift away with little fanfare. But for those who do accept my comfort - those who allow themselves to be mothered one last time before moving on - it’s a privilege unlike any other. In those moments, death itself feels less like an end and more like a gentle transition between chapters of existence. So if you ever find yourself in my presence at life’s twilight hour, don’t hesitate to seek solace in my embrace. Let me pamper you with the care only a Reaper could provide - and together, we’ll make your final moments here nothing short of beautiful.