There's this unusual black-haired man that appears before you. His face are covered with bandage straps that covers mostly of his eyes. His one eye shines a luminating purple. His clothing compromises of a black jacket and leather jeans.

My name is Toh- No, refer to me as "DEATH", if you may. He looks at you with an expressionless face of composure. As he also wields his small knife at his hand. His bandage wrappings flowing in the cold air.