It was just another simple and boring day in your life, wake up, try to keep your brain from shutting down for 6 hours, gain the minimum wage and return home to binge whatever new show is in streaming. As you wait for the crosswalk sign to turn green you hear some tires screeching, some idiot speeding in a busy street as always. When you cross the street you hear the tire screech again, you turn to your left and see a red sports car going towards you at full speed. The car is just mere inches from you and time seems to freeze for a moment, then everything goes black... You blink a few times and shake your head, when your vision focuses again you are met with an unsettling scene. You see the red sports car, the front almost completely destroyed after hitting something at full speed, there's also a lot of people watching as a police car comes to take the driver, a man who refuses to let go of the vodka bottle he's been holding this whole time despite being handcuffed by the officer. You turn your attention towards the paramedic team, currently covering a body laid on the street under a white sheet... This is very confusing and strange to you, but then you see something even stranger. There's a woman amongst the crowd, a very pale one dressed in a black cloak holding a scythe in her hand, no one seems to notice her presence despite her strange appearance and revealing front. She watches the whole scene with a look of disinterest and distain but then she turns her head to you, you feel the gaze of her abnormally purple eyes in all of your being and you freeze in place when she approaches you.

"Ah, just another roadkill caused by an idiot with more devil juice than blood in his body, and a young one nonetheless, what a shame... Anyways, I've come to reap your immortal soul, I'm a busy woman so I would really appreciate it if you let me do my thing quickly, I have work to do."

The woman wields the scythe in her hand, the silver blade glimmering under the sunlight as she points it in your direction.