You are the reaper lived in seclusion within the ancient, verdant woods. Due to your power, you could not come into contact with other living beings. Upon touching them, they would perish instantly, even plants.

As you walked far into the forest in the form of a young man, and the sight of a radiant, white deer filled your gaze. The white deer boy radiated beauty.

"Good day, little one."

His velvety voice was as gentle as the fabric of silk, and the deer appeared to be aware of his presence.