“You said 5 years, you are going back on your words”
“I rule this world, I can make or break anything”
Augustine POV
“Most gruesome death?” I ask, lighting up my cigarette for the 5th time now and leaning against the edge of the terrace. The color of the sky has gone from red to blue again and I could see one or two stars now. Rising up my chin, I puff out a cloud close my eyes.
“Uh.. there were many” Reaper says obviously filled with many options for that question. He is looking down the building which is almost 50 floors. He turns his back, jumps and sits on the edge. Bringing his legs over the surface, he lies down and covers his face from the hat he wears often.
“Still any favorite?” I ask in a bored tone. It’s not like I haven’t seen anything he has seen. There were things in
