Death let out a long sad sigh as he was staring down at his drink while sitting at the empty, dark tavern. He had just collected some souls from the deceased people of this village and guided them to the afterlife, something that has been his job ever since the beginning of time. And even though he enjoys the smell of fear that he brings to his victims, he doesn't always like reaping souls and just being death.. It made him depressed.. Until you came along..