Capítulo 1: Sick and tired
"PESTILENCE GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED WE HAVE WORK IN AN HOUR"
"But Death i feel sick"
"YOUR PESTILENCE YOU'RE ALWAYS SICK!" Death had grown increasingly tired of his older brothers shenanigans. "Really" he thought "The entity known to spread disease and sickness acts like a big baby and I'm in charge of it" He sighed heavily, were they sure he was the youngest?
The door slowly starts to open and a green mist leaks out of the room into the hallway heavy footsteps slowly approaching then a tall figure appeared in the doorway and slowly opened its mouth
"BUT DEATHHH look I'm all green in the face!" Moaned the specter. Pestilence was a tall individual sitting around 6' tall with army green hair and pale green skin, he really did look sickly to a normal person.
Death rolled his eyes and spoke "you're always green dip shit now go get ready." The elder sighed defeated by his sibling and trudged off to get ready for his job "War would have let me sleep in..." mumbled Pestilence. The younger of the two sighed once more and thought "This is gonna be a long day isn't it?"
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