Asher's Birth: Grim

I’m Grim.

Yeah, that’s right. Grim, like Grim Reaper.

I command the souls of the dead.

Darkness is my home, my kingdom.

I don’t need light.

Or love.

Until the day she enters my existence.

A female human.

Mortal. Unshakable. Unafraid.

With a spirit that refuses to bow, even to me.

She pleads: Spare me.

And I could.

But everything has its price, even death.

She shall live, under one condition.

In exchange for her life, I get her.

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Hljóðbók: 9 september 2025