Dream,
you were in a dark place full of screams and cries for help. "No not this place again" Ты cried. Ты knew what was going to happen. Ты just hoped that Obito или your alarm would wake Ты up. Then Ты saw those bloodlust eyes staring at you. It had begun. "Obito" Ты screamed over and over but no use. Slowly candles started to light the darkness. Ты could start to make out the 'Thing' as Ты like to call it. "Shinigami" Ты choked out only above a whisper. Around you, Ты saw people chained to the walls dead bodies and skeletons’ scatted all over the floor. The smell was putrid; you...

White. Always white. Why did it always have to be white?

The man stared at his surroundings, an eyesore if there ever was one.

The man grunted, not for the first time wondering if he needed to hunt down whatever bastard “decorated” this place and give him a piece of his mind while kicking the guy’s ass. Honestly, how lazy did someone have to be to do nothing with an entire endless Космос aside to make it white?

Flashback

“So, Shinigami-sama, Ты have four billion afterlife points to spend between two things however Ты like. We have this really nice blank Космос which Ты can turn into just...