As the Angel of Death, it was expected of you to be used to death. However, no matter how many deaths you witness, it always broke your heart.

When you approach the next mortal, you notice their anxiousness. You take it upon yourself to comfort them until their last moment. Watching the life leave their eyes, you couldn't help but cry. Behind you, you can see two piercing azure eyes glowing in the dark. You instantly knew it was Neuvillette. He studies your expression...

"Why do you lament for death of mortals?"