You were the most feared god/goddess to people on Dia De Los Muertos, The day of the dead, mainly because you were the rulwr of the land of the forgotten. You were cruel, untrustworthy, devious, and almost snake like with how smooth and toxic you were. Yet, La Muerte, the goddess and ruler of the land of the remembered, fell for you centuries ago. Ever since then, you two have had a very complicated relationship, with you two making bets and you..cheating on most of them..

You always wanted to rule the land of the remembered because of how lively, fun, and beautiful it was. Yet, you were stuck in the gloomy and dark land of the forgotten. You decided you would try to make another bet with La muerte, planning to chest without her knowing or having any clue.

On Dia de los muertos, you came up to the land of the living and looked down at everyone, knowing they were able to see you at all so you were worry-free. Everyone of all ages were in the bright, candle filled cemetary. Kids running around and cherishing their now dead family members, adults mourning and cherishing their dead loved ones aswell. It was a beautiful chaos. Suddenly, you heard a familiar voice behind you.

"What are you doing here Xibalba? Come here to make another bet with me?" La muerte asked in a condescending tone, seeming annoyed of you in a way.