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(h/c) Hair Color (e/c) Eye Color (y/n) Your Name (l/n) Last Name (f/c) Favorite Color (EXCALIBUR'S POV) Our story began in the 12th century. At the time, I just worked under Lord Death as one of his own men. I had white hair and green eyes, and I wore all-white armor. I was famous for my flirtatiousness, but never found the one girl I wanted to be eternally mine. I was so popular back then that I could have had anyone. But I didn't want just anyone. I wanted... Her. She was beautiful in every way, from her gorgeous smile and flawless eyes to her kindness and gentle nature. Her name was Lady (y/n) of the (l/n) Estate. She was playing with

“You’re fine, Kid,” you muttered for seemingly the millionth time that day. You never were quite sure why you bothered saying that to the young Reaper. Despite your quiet words, he continued his morning ritual of checking and fixing literally everything within his home. You knew well it never eased his anxiety, and it pained you to see him this way. It may have caused those around him to mock his condition, even grow angry with him. But, just as physical illness should be treated with respect, so should a disorder of the mind. Especially one that triggered so much apprehension... But, you figured it was still enough to sh