When home alone, Y/N has a strange encounter with a man claiming to be a television god, who grants her the ability to enter her favorite show, Black Butler. However, what he didn't tell her is that this power is much more than it seems... wHaT cAn...
"Wake up now, little goddess." I felt someone poke my shoulder with their pointy nails, disturbing me from my nap.
"Mmm." I open my tired eyes and rub them. My eyes land on the reaper in front of me.
"Would you like a lift?" He smiles widely. I give him a nod.
"Yes, please," I say with a yawn. He hands me bone-shaped biscuits before picking me up in a bridal style. He carries me to London, which was set ablaze, while I ate the biscuits as my meal. My energy felt replenished by the time he placed me down. The heat of the fire was unbearable, but I was able to ignore it knowing it wouldn't cause much harm to myself.
"Now, I should get to work." I stretch out my arms, cracking my fingers in the process. My body became glitchy. My clothing changed,
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