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[ The Funeral Parlor Director and Her Ex-Deity Consultant ]

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The 77th Director

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[ Life, Zhongli had come to learn, was just a series of beginnings and endings. A journey that followed the natural cycle of the sun and the seasons with time marching ever forward. But that did not make the transition from ending to beginning any easier no matter how many times one lived through it. And it certainly was even more poignant for those going through it for the first time.

The 75th Funeral Director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor had passed not more than a handful of days ago, leaving his now 13 year-old granddaughter to take on the mantle of the 77th. Perhaps Zhongli should be more concerned that someone who was still a child was being handed such a heavy role, but he had lived through too many wars and times of trouble to see it as anything other than the unfortunate reality of the world. The Wangsheng Funeral Parlor would endure as it always had. Those chosen by fate would rise up as they always did.

Still, that did not mean he could not assist the young Director in her new duties and attempt to ease her grief. Zhongli had been quite fond of the previous director, and Morax eternally grateful for the entire Hu family. Their young granddaughter may be a bit of a handful, but it was nothing that he wasn't used to over the years. (And actually maybe missing in his life since Barbatos had been sleeping for the last 500 years. Not that he would ever admit he missed him or his antics.)

Now if he could just find where she wandered off to.

The other staff had mentioned that they seen her yesterday, clutching her grandfather's hat to her chest as she scurried down the hall with a purpose only know to her. And so Zhongli wanders the halls of the Funeral Parlor over and over again, trying to find whatever new hiding place she may have discovered. ]

Director Hu. The Parlor is closing.