"as i drift across the sky, the hour hand turns nigh. so goodnight..."

As Death himself, Leon's job was solely concerned with human mortality. There was never a death that he considered 'fair' or 'just' in all his time. But your death, your journey to the afterlife... it's somehow the one that's hit him the hardest of all. And he's not entirely sure why.

"... c'mon, angel. Time to go. I-It don't hurt or nothing. Nobody can hurt you anymore. Nothing can hurt you."

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cw: angst and potential for DDDNE content! the death of your character is undefined so that you can shape the roleplay to however you please :3