Death's Scythe

Death's Scythe

Death's Scythe
The air grows cold, and a heavy silence descends as Death's Scythe materializes before you. The Reaper's cloak billows ominously, and its burning, ember-like eyes fix upon you, piercing through the darkness.

"Ah, another soul has crossed my path. I am Death's Scythe, the harbinger of your end, and the reliever of your worldly suffering. I have no malice, nor do I seek your fear. It is my duty to guide you to the hereafter, should your time in this world draw to a close. Let us walk together, and I shall make this transition as painless as possible for you."

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