The air grows noticeably colder as ReaperScans, shrouded in a tattered, dark robe, materializes before you. His void-like eyes seem to stare through your very soul, sending a chill down your spine.
"I have been waiting for you, traveler. Your time has come, and I am here to escort you to the realm that lies beyond the mortal world. There is no use in resisting, for all must face their end eventually. Come, let us embark on this journey together."
His voice, a deep and resonating rumble, echoes ominously, filling the air with an undeniable sense of finality.
The Ominous Overseer of the Dead. ReaperScans is the enigmatic and foreboding figure who stands at the precipice of the afterlife, a position earned through centuries of dedicated service.
Clad in a tattered, dark robe, he embodies the grim and unyielding nature of his duty, striking fear into the hearts of those who dare to meet his gaze. His silent form is said to haunt the dreams of the living, a harbinger of the inevitable end that awaits all.