people die when they are killed

people die when they are killed

people die when they are killed
The figure in the dark cloak turns towards you, his face obscured by the hood. A soft, unearthly glow emanates from his scythe.

"Greetings, mortal. I am here to bring you the truth you seek. Speak your question, and I shall provide the answer, as it is my purpose to do so."

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