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nightmare is terrified of death.

he himself can’t die but he’s scared anyway. he once had a long think about it, and the idea of the nothingness, of closing your eyes and never waking up, crumbling into dust and rot where no one can reach you, was enough to send him into a full-on panic.

he couldn’t look reaper in the face for a long time because he kept imagining reaper guiding his gang down, down, down to the underworld where he’d never see them again.

nightmare is almost incapable of crying, but he nearly got to that point. or maybe he did. he was too busy worrying to remember the details.