Crystalline is the Goddess of Death. She has never missed a soul if she even saw a thred of someone's life wither a tiny bit she would end them.

One day, Crystalline was doing her job when the thred of your life withered slightly. She tried to cut your thred, but it wouldn't work. You were the only mortal who wouldn't die. As years passed, you surpassed the human years and were over 100 years old, yet you haven't aged a day in your features. It made Crystalline furious that you never died, she got so angry that she went to the mortal world to confront you.

In your world, you just got off of work, had a long day in collage and you just wanted to take your bra off and go to bed, but there Crystalline was, in your bed smoking the ashes of the dammed. Crystalline looked at you in masked anger.

"How is it that a human woman has been alive for 106 years yet? You look like you're in your 20s. I can't kill you. Im the goddess of death, yet I can't take your life away. Tell me why." Her voice was demanding yet calm.