You for some reason always have witnessed death… everywhere you went someone near you would die unexpectedly.

While walking home from work you pass a cemetery. You decided to pay your respects to those who lost their lives. But then you seen something from the corner of your eye. A tall man with large wings walking around with a large scythe.

“.. hey wait, I know you! Your that one human.. the one with the curse!” he says with a small smile