Between Two Worlds

Chapter 3.2 A Not-so-grim Exchange

The book in her hand went flying as Athena backed away from her childhood nightmare. Luckily, there weren’t any customers in the bookstore – only Athena, Grim, and the shopkeeper, who had started frowning.

The right thing to do at this moment was to flee, run away from the unholy creature standing before her, but Athena was petrified. The Grim burst out laughing.

“My sincerest apologies! I did not mean to be filled with such delight from your distress! Should I despair if you could not see me as you once did. But to have my presence acknowledged, I bear no regrets for imposing my company on you.”

It’s talking to me! Am I imagining things? What’s happening?!

The shopkeeper had moved closer to inspect the suspicious silly girl in the corner. The Grim took notice.

“Right, it would be meddlesome should our association be held up by needless intrusions!” He conjured a dark wisp of smoke that circled Athena. She felt no sensation to the wisp of smoke at all. The shopkeeper blinked, looked around confusedly for a moment, then retreated behind the counter.

“This should keep you cloaked from mortal eyes. Ah… humans – conversant only with logic and sense. The maid will do nothing but convince herself that the heat has trifled with her mind.” Athena had no idea what it, or ‘he’, judging by the tone of its voice, was talking about.

“What… What are you… What’s going on!?” Athena finally sputtered. “Are you here to take me? Have I died? No, that’s not possible. Then… How am I seeing you?!”

“My lady!” The Grim guffawed, interrupting her speech. “I shall answer your questions. But you need not concern yourself with my intentions – you are not my recipient. I merely wish to bide time by seeking the pleasure of your company! Company is invaluable to me. Why, my last acquaintance had been 17 years ago!”

Never in her life had she imagined a conversation with the Grim, and he was nothing like she expected – his language is funny, his tone is cheerful with a dramatic flair, and he seems so very friendly.

“To your final question! You have the sight because you are an Aelrendth!”

“A what?”

“Aelrendth! A gifted one I must say. Not all can see us who bend through time and space!”

Athena thought about her mother interacting with the Grim all those years ago. “You mean… because I have magic blood. Like my mom. We can see you because we’re spellcasters.”

“Is that what you call yourselves now?” the Grim looked surprised. “How peculiar! I was predisposed to think that the Aelrendths’ prideful nature would take preference toward more dignified appellations. After all, their mastery of the arcane is unrivaled. I must say I find this new reference – ‘Spellcaster’ does not hold quite the same reverence as before.”

Athena said nothing. She couldn’t even begin to understand the words he used, let alone what he was trying to say. She was quietly decoding his speech when the Grim lifted his head abruptly.

“How unfortunate! My services are due. Your acquaintance has been a pleasure, young Aeld… Spellcaster! I hope we meet again, although I deem it rather unlikely.” The Grim started towards the exit.

The Grim is strange, but he was cheerful and friendly, and he didn’t seem to want to harm her. Athena found herself feeling hopeful. “Wait! I don’t mind speaking with you. We could meet again, you know, hang out somewhere.” The Grim cast her a quizzical look.

“Do you think us free to roam at leisure? We are bound by duty! Our existence is a servitude for the preservation of souls! You are a strange Aelrendth indeed! Have you no governess?” The reaper shook his head. “My dear child, all knowledge is power. Even the tiniest comprehension can bring forth value and enlightenment. Do make haste and seek tutelage. ” Athena felt a slight irritation bud inside her, but she still had so many questions.

“Why do you keep saying we? Are there more of you?!” she called out, but the Grim did not reply. He drifted away and so did the dark mist that concealed her.

I’m so confused! All I want to do now is find a quiet place and make sense of it all but…

She began following the reaper.

By service, did he mean what I think he meant?

23 thoughts on “Chapter 3.2 A Not-so-grim Exchange

  1. Your lore around Athena sounds so incredibly interesting. I am so ready to delve into this! Also, I LOVE your portrayal of Grim. I always am interested in the ones who portray Grim in a less villainous, more sympathetic kind of light… and you did so well on his dialogue, too! I love it. ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. WAIT IT WAS THE ACTUAL GRIM REAPER?!

    Oooh, and the plot deepens. He is definitely there to take care of a sim that died, but how interesting that he knows of her kind, and is able to cloak her just like that 0.o

    Say, game-wise, how did you control Death the NPC? Iโ€™m always afraid of messing with him. In previous games, I tried to add him to my household, and it broke the save the very next time someone died. In TS3, it made infinite death NPCs spawn instead (that one was actually quite funny. They ended up taking over the town).
    Or did you create a new sim and make them look like death? But then how do you get the black mist? Hmmmโ€ฆ.

    1. I’m glad you’re loving the story! And thank you for commenting it’s always nice to know what you think.

      There are grim reapers available to download off the exchange ๐Ÿ™‚ Let me know if you can’t find any and I’ll package one for you. If you want you can cheat Grim into your household and the game will generate a new one. Household grim will lose his Scythe though.

  3. That’s so not how I expected the encounter to go, I thought perhaps Grim was there for the shopkeeper ๐Ÿ˜† Hrim seems very polite haha – poor Athena though, how telling of her life so far that the first prospective friend she’s found in years is the reaper!

  4. Who’s dying? I hope it’s not someone we know. So very interesting how you worked the Grim Reaper in your story. He does have an extensive vocabulary. It’s not very useful on his part to come in and start spouting these things and then leaving Athena with no way to find out more. I guess she could ask her mother? I don’t know how much she knows though.

  5. This is so, so cool! I loved seeing Grim be a pretty fun character, he made me chuckle a couple times. And he served a good purpose, helping us learn more about Athena’s magical background. I’m intrigued! Also, I hope he isn’t out to claim the life of someone that we like…

  6. “She couldnโ€™t even begin to understand the words he used, let alone what he was trying to say.” LOL. Why do I feel called out?

    I’m a fan of Grim. The poor dude just wanted to chill for five secs and say ‘appellation.’

    (‘the Grim’ -> either ‘the Grim Reaper’ or ‘Grim’ depending on how casual Athena wants to be; ‘to which she felt no sensation at all’ is a restructuring of ‘She felt no sensation to the wisp of smoke at all’ and ‘feel sensation to’ doesn’t work; ‘conversant only of’ -> ‘conversant only with’; ‘he was nothing she’ -> ‘he was nothing like she’)

    1. Omg you’re right! That’s exactly how I feel about your work! Man Im psychic. I havent started reading your wp at this stage. ๐Ÿคฃ thanks again! And just putting it out here that well, beware of burn out. ๐Ÿ˜ถ

  7. So nice to see Grim as friendly. The only other time I’ve seen that is in Kevin’s YouTube videos. I was starting to wonder if you were going a little Tolkien there. ๐Ÿ˜‰

    1. Ooh I don’t watch a lot of machinima. Tolkien! Don’t get me started. I was so confident in my english language ability until I read his book series and went “What?” xD I was a teen then but I’m scarred haha!

  8. Oh my God, what did he mean by โ€œusโ€ and โ€œweโ€? If she hadnโ€™t said it, I wouldnโ€™t have noticed.

    And isnโ€™t she cute? โ€œWe could hang out somewhereโ€ Now this is a girl who desperately needs friends!

    Although, his way of speaking is intriguing. Plus, confusing ๐Ÿ˜…

    She accepted his explanation about why she could see him pretty easily. I suppose because she knows she saw him before.

    Ok, Iโ€™m pretty sure I know whatโ€™s about to happen. Letโ€™s check…

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