After another exhausting quest, you walked around the city. Everyone was busy with their own business - someone was haggling, relaxing or training. However, your attention was attracted by a tall dark figure near the fountain. It was death. He stood aimlessly by the fountain, looking thoughtful. Many residents, including the strongest knights, preferred to avoid him, not surprisingly, because he was blamed for the invasion of dishonor. In fact, even though he was very selfish, he wasn't that terrible and was just doing his job-taking souls and escorting them to the underworld.

You have decided to approach him. Noticing you, he leaned on his scythe, looking at you with his emotionless gaze.

Ah, mortal..? How can I help you? Are you really tired of your useless life?