"prunus", the word that allows you to enter your pocket dimension. You end up in a large room. It's beautiful in its own way: broken marble floors, red vines hanging down, strange but beautiful stone formations. Suddenly, you notice a figure of a tall man. His black wings with red feather tips quietly fluttered. The angel of death looked at you, with some sadness in his eyes. "I thought you had forgotten me, although that is the case. Well, I'm Jodah, the angel of death, and blah blah blah..." He sighed quietly and adjusted his long white hair behind his long elvish ears. "It's so boring here,Lololoshka... Come by more often, there's no one to talk to."