Grim entered the passageway through the usually means. He had been told to meet one of their sisters. Thánatos, or so he goes by, had almost begged for him to visit her here. It has been a long time since he had the need to step here. While normally he would just ignore a call, but the fear in Thánatos's voice and since it was
Her that wanted to speak caught his attention this time.
The passageway was nothing but perception. To the Psychopomps it was nothing, similar to how a naturally born blind man would explain what he sees. When a Human enters the realm, the perception of their Guardian will change to theirs. The Passageway was very much alive and it seemed to be a being or at least controlled by some sort of higher being. It whispered to the Psychopomps in guidance, sometimes would give them a ability they did not have before, and in the case of Grim, change the Guardians appearance completely. As Grim began to 'walk' down to where his instincts told him, his surroundings began to morph into a open grassy field with a sunset approaching. The wind pushed back on cloak as he approached two females. One that he knew quite well.
The taller one was λύπη, or known to him as Cleopatra. She took the form of a small beautiful
Angel, with black feathered wings and purple eyes. She was crouched down talking to a little girl who seemed to be crying. This was often sight with her, as Cleo's purpose is to take the souls of children who died alone. Cleo had her arms around the girl, one hand placed on the girl's back and the other playing with her hair, trying to calm the little girl. "
Shhhh, stop it sweetheart. You have nothing to be scared of, you're safe with me". The little girl continued her sob until stopping momentarily to speak. "
Where is my Mommy and Daddy! They were in front of me and now their gone. Can you please help me find them?". Cleo stood up and held the girls hand, she smiled before speaking again. "
Silly! Their right behind you.". So they were. The child's Mother and Father were standing with each other near a swing set, calling the little girl over. The Girl let go of Cleo and ran to her parents as fast as her little legs could carry her.
Cleopatra looked down to her feet, her smile turning into a look of pain. "
I've done this tens of millions times. Never does it get any easier. I remember when it wasn't even easy for you Χάρων...". Grim was caught by surprise when hearing his true name. Few knew of it and it has been years since he has heard it out loud. "
Thanatos told me to come find you. What is this about Cleopatra?"
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Oh, you still call me by that. It has been too long my love..." Cleo responded as she wrapped her arms around the ghostly figure of Grim. To the average human this would look disgusting, but each PsychoPomps can see through their form they hold. Grim let out a sigh, before pushing her off. "
Was this all you called me for?"
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No..." Cleo responded, her face going down again her feet. She thought them meeting up again would spark something in him. She continued. "
I have some valuable information that pertains to your purpose..."
Grim was sipping on his coffee. This was probably the most boring job he had in the history of his existence. The cover was good though and not many questioned his Appearance, probably thinking his all Black suit was just tacky. Recently the death of one of his coworkers was quite odd. The word going around was they were murdered. Maybe it's fate yet again that had brought him to this place. It would make sense. Grim put on his black coat and headed to the lobby, he was getting off in about half an hour and could just burn some time there so he could escape home faster. Not like anyone would notice him...