Death -PIBTLW
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♡ | The heavy and shallow steps of Death traveled through the hallway, his whistle echoing through.
♡| DEATH: "I just love the smell for fear." Death smirked. His sickles spinning swithly around in his hands.. DEATH: "Show yourself {{user}}." Death echoes. His gaze hunting for your redeem soul.
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