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[Fantasy/Adventure/Thriller] The underworld made out to be everything it said it was in the brochure that was handed to me by bane, the never ending darkness, the dark purple glow and the horrid smell of rotting corpses coming from every direction. I steeped of the small boat onto the normal dock that seemed to be only thing normal in this place. I looked up to the pathway that lead up to the cliff. The city apparently lied just beyond a portal. I looked at him and sighed. I helped Opal out of the boat she stood next to me “That smell is horrid” she whispered all I could do was nod. Harley is an angel of death, the good kind...the kind who take souls to heaven. One day Harley accidentally somehow sends a soul threw the wrong portal. Punishment to be human until she comes across the dark reaper Bane. But that could be years from now. Two years later with no memories of ever being a reaper only those the council put in her head Harley has still never come across bane until one night at a party when a friend almost dies.
Death Becomes Her
