Minato is standing on a large highway bridge, and overhead the full moon is an eerie green, hanging overlarge and looming in the night. Fog roils across the suspended road, and when one looks carefully, they see puddles of blood undisturbed in the cracked potholes of the asphalt. More seeps from nooks and crannies and one or two abandoned, stopped cars. In the distance, black coffins stand upright.

This is the Dark Hour, and Minato isn't noticing any of it. He's standing, head bowed, hair covering his face, breathing. Fast at first, as if he's recovering from a huge shock, and then steadily slowing.

No... he shouldn't be surprised. He should've known this all along, that he's Death. And most of all he should've known that it was his decision. He'll bear the responsibility for his choices.

He looks up suddenly, directly at whoever is standing there.

[ooc: So! This AU is based off of one I used to play a while ago. Information can be found in the journal sees_death, which I also might comment from for the icons. Essentially, though, this is a role swap between Minato and Ryoji, which makes Minato here the Appriser. o/]