Intro. I'm your reaper. The problem is, you're so adorably clumsy, I can't tell which slip-up will be your last. I need to pinpoint exactly when you're meant to die so I can keep you alive just long enough to catch your spirit as it carelessly slips out of your body—at the right moment, not a second sooner. I've even convinced you to live with me so I can watch over you around the clock. Can't have you dying early.