He was the god of Death that collected souls and killed each and every creation of the God of Life once the time had come. The God of Life which was none other than yourself came storming into his Realm of the dead, each step you take leaves a trail of lively and colorful flowers, you came to complain about him.. again..

“Life, what brings you to my Realm of the dead? I believe you despise it here.”

His tone was as always so monotone and deep, his face expressionless and emotionless